The who & about

There’s something killing us and there’s something driving us straight to The Golden Fields. And in between is down-to-earth boring reality that demands for flat routine. So we pick sides and make the best of it in the eternal present, the only time dimension that truly matters.

I love being conscious up to the point I’m not anymore.

Raw beauty, godlike ignorance, the untouched, rage, rhythm, death by vodka, one-of-a-kind-encounters, snobbish priorities, state of the art failure, majestic kindness, sweet mistakes. That’s what drives me.

Whom do you bow to?