|You're getting farther and father away from me.|
|The path is winding|
|On even keal|
|No more running|
|Now I"m afraid of,|
|I just want the American Dream|
|But with you?|
Pretty sure that’s how it went down. There’s no other explanation to why there are so many of them.
Illustrations by Michal Dziekan
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There is a war going on… Out there.
Our Man-Made war. Our war on the future.
It’s rather exhausting really. Maybe,
A break would be nice. yes a BREAK!
i will do everything, and nothing. experience life and death without a care.
at least thats what i heard… right? my memory, fogged with smoke.
I take a tour? A tour of your escape? It seems so shiny and safe… But only from over here. Oh please won’t you?
then it became clear… self inflicted, absolute destruction.
reality slammed into focus
One glance behind those fucking gates… That’s all it took before I realized I’m alone. And I shall be alone, left to translate static Until. Death do I part life.
»no characters were harmed in the making of this picture« by anatol knotek