Absolutely No Way To Escape Enigmans.

The Unspeakable Visions Of The Individual.

And The Story Of Love Is A Long Sad Tale Ending In Graves.

A Pain Stabbed My Heart As It Did Every Time I Saw A Girl I Loved Who Was Going The Opposite Direction In This Too-big World.

Offer Them What They Secretly Want And They Of Course Immediately Become Panic-stricken.

I Came To A Point Where I Needed Solitude And Just Stop The Machine Of ‘thinking’ And ‘enjoying’ What They Call ‘living’, I Just Wanted To Lie In The Grass And Look At The Clouds.