Years go on and on and in the meantime we are falling once and once more in the same old mistakes. Always waiting for that call which you won't hear, or that lucky strike which has zero posibilities of
existing, and so time goes uncareful through your little human existence, and the weather attacks you and you go on thinking that the best thing that can happen to you in the next 2 or 3 years is
being able of having a car to go fast through the motorways which are around the dirty and gossiping 3rd-world-city you live in.
It's not a little ambition; as things are now, having a car is a considerable goal to reach, but it's sad to see that everyone around's purpose in life is to have material things, things which cost money
and for the ones you have to low down your head in front of the son of a bitch who is abusing at the moment, and even to pollish his boots. And I didn't say anything about what it takes to win some
shitty U$S 500. Finally, all my affection and support goes to the young people who choose to live the moment, a so fashionable product in these so weird years, nothing mattering to you while you can be
in the pavement drinking your can of beer or sitting all day in the darkness of your room, smoking marlboros, fixing errors in some linux, or making music or ascii. Alternatives for not leaving this inhuman
system to push us and/or squeeze our bodies and minds, our souls will be pure forever.

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