Ve Studiu Midian.
The roads were narrow... Lubomír Tomik ...and steep rocks on the surface of the leaves, tension moaned between the braids of veins the richness of life is hidden in the NOW not in THEN but it's always AFTER those moments are gone but you don't know about them because you are most alive and you don't know about it for us the world is not a crime scene for us they are the ruins of ancient temples, danger and desire something like suffocating an owl with words and reviving it, hot sighs of breathing skin, the roads were narrow, steep, valley deep but just....YES! YES! YES! YES! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXVXXXXXXXXXXXX
Vzhledem ke spodní části obrázku, Crowleyho Karty nelžou, asi potřeboval taky UltraCod, žádná velká sranda, ovšem pro Tebe… takhle vzniká většina věcí a nemám je pod kontrolou, jen začátky a pak zmizím v IdeaSpace a…. ANO !