Life is transitory... and love is poetry in action

My plans didn't include spending my life enslaved as someone's secretary

I spend more time in front of this mirror than watching television … oh well, I suppose it’s better to watch myself than an electronic box full of lies

Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies.
And be it gash or gold it will not come
Again in this identical disguise.

This is where I belong, burning in these flames. For everything I have done wrong, I know I am to blame.

Infa-red technology allows us to observe objects we have never been able to see before, and yet we need to show them as visible colours. We are limited by ourselves.