No, I'm not paranoid or something, it was a big cat, a huge one. actually it wasn't that big at first but grew up to the size of a tiger quickly. NO! I haven't useی any dopes or drugs... she tried to bite me but couldn't, since she was getting bigger... what? yes she was female maybe. since then I believed I can defense myself and I got relax. NOO, I didn't eat too much last night, it was just a true dream came to me...

is it really something with you or I am still the mad caw infected dork? believe or not I'm not the guy to hesitate denying myself as a junky or something, I'll let you easily destroy my landlord and kingdom in your feelings cause they're not my properties, it's just a cloud upon your head you spend lots of energy to build and hate, and then tons of calories to terminate! so you may be the last one or not, you may be the special nerd or not, you may be my guest...
but there's always a chance for everyone who comes in trust and a little bit reason to let me show her/him my real world!

white papers, white lines, white font and invisible me to everyone. wish you were invisible too, so we could rule the world, we could make things happen in their best way, we could make love up the hills and down the dims. wish we could dive into the deep with no cord and no pipe, wish we could jump up to cloads with no cubes and no cages.
black papers and black lines, but this damned crimson colored font is increasing my migraine... black solitude and black nirvana, black temptation in your arms. there're still lucky invisible me and you...

I am writing the unwritten, with my fingers and continuously... I am writing the destiny, the road map and the adventure. I challenge doing my best and this is how the history borns. Freud says "Everywhere I go I find that a poet has been there before me." but where-ever I go, I find a dead body seems to be the poet before me. I've got to create the whole story, word by word, by myself. here it comes...