»Fuck«, he thought as he was standing on the same spot for like, don‘t know, the 12th time.
Guess this whole thing climaxed in a mix of greed for stacking paper and smelling some new pussy. Never thought of everything like this before. Since college it was all kinda fun actually, making some stuff here and there, dropping shit—more of like, self awareness in self recreation.

Ever tried to make people understand you? Better don’t. Arrogance and louis v. just working great. But what’s that? I own a goddammit phoenix and still am in need of favor and enviousness of these shouting mass. Addict in some kind of way.

»Go out there, play with these bricks«, a sudden voice from behind yelled. Go out, play with Lego, paint a picture of my house and dog, write my dissertation to top it off and jump out of the window. This is it, once more.

He put his egyptian chain on and stepped out on the stage. He was lost in a sea of light and noise. Behind him, there was only darkness. So, he began:» Eo, Heee, Eo, Heee…«