For many years I have walked around nakedly. I could die, and nobody would be able to say who I am.
Perhaps a spie in the arms of innocence. But now... Noooo I will not die without a voice. I will be somewhere, Where ever I am. Somebody wants to see me? Click here. It is that simpel. I could be dead, but never will be.

Look, am I talking to you or what?? But now I am untouchable, what to do with it? Perhaps a story of my life, when I get to that you can probably click here. I am too busy with my future to get to that. Not too strange at this age. So, a future, perhaps somebody from deep russia is reading this (hey perhaps if I stay this here long enough it will evantually happen)and will ironicly laugh at the fears of my future, but I will do the same about the chances of his. But: So, a future, so much to conquer, midlife crises I guess, pollution or an earthquake, whatever, man has to conquer things, just becouse it sounds nice.

i am just burning inside