the Death opens eyes on the world to all mortal world, the world learns death in itself and death of posthumously, if the world in you will die, you will die in the world, the mind is dead at the deadman not always, but only when the deadman is dead, weight of death is easy and insignificant, in comparison with weight of immortality, the true is death of reason and immortality of spirit, hope dies the last, always carrying away with itself the last, the essence is immortal in death of all existing and nature, the secret of death excites all mortal, but not me...

       And in the mirror all i see
       Is someone who looks a lot like me

* nothing much had happen *
Sat. 5 in a morning, recieved a message: " I'm shit! Have a nice day! "
Sun. 5 in a evening, explanation message: " Sorry that i didn't call, I was permanently drunked! Ha-ha!"
* suddenly i don't give a shit *

         And nothing that I want
         Will enter in his thoughts
         Today

...

Hello, i'm medicated and how are you?

         It's a desperate moment of being sick...