Tabula Rasa: Two Schizoid Episodes From a Life Never Lived

A Transient Reflection in the Window, a Peeling Photograph of My Ancestors on the Wall, White Noise of Unrecognizable Nature and Some Fragile Ghostly Lightbeams - Those Are the Only Witnesses to My Insulated Existence on This Earth

I Would Love to Fall Asleep Wrapped in a Giant Pounding Heart Shaped as a Human Being