...Postorum absurdum,
Absurdum Postorum.
We dance into the waves.A voice of thunder:
"Children of the night,
I call you with my drums.
One more step to my fire.
One more step to oneness."
Visions and images: Layers of meanings upon time. A dark and fuzzy dialogue with the Universe. Where am I? O Lord, What will the sun bring to our doors?
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