I've been totally loosing myself recently, producing nothing but shit.

There is one only thing I'm able to do on this Earth, it's to let my guts pouring all their blood out on a paper, screaming through my guitar' strings, or dictating my hands to make up a new blasphemy. I've lost myself into studies, very interesting studies, nevertheless nothing should distract any man from creation. It's what we're made for. What makes us proud to breathe. What keeps us alive.
There's too much distracting shit out there, the show never stops, the circus is endless, if you don't shoot the speaker, no end will occur. And I've been mesmerized by the dance of lights.


So I'm stoping my shit today, take the quill again, not pretending or projecting to, but doing it, really, whatever would it give.

I apologize for the language mistakes by the way, another project I once had... to learn and be able to speak and to write proper English. I'll may do it if I make some English friend, but now my priority is to stop doing shit.
Thomas, back in the game, please.
And maybe you will enjoy the next breath of air.


Sorry, speaker, nothing personal...