Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.

As if I was a tree, And would stand in the woods, Taking the rain and the snow. As if I was a tree, Standing in the field, Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds. As if I was, as if ...

~Slowly the rivulet flows, paving the way~

Ici le temps est absent. --- for Trevor

June, the summer is in full swing. We cook jam from wild rose petals (or more precisely, Svetlana brews, I play for her).

Train of destiny comes when you do not expect it.

Musique pour ne rien faire. Because of summertime, summertime...

~For whom who far away~ Also: "The Red Cow tried to stop dancing but it was no good. "' I can't. It is the seventh day of dancing. And I can't eat. I can't sleep.' "Hm - very strange." said the King. What does it feel like?" "Funny…

Perpetual motion of things that will not stop even when we're no longer here. Strange feeling. --- "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really... "Do the stars gaze back?" Now…

From heart to heart it comes A stream of sounds That so worries, So beckon ... For Trevor, the one and only