I didn't do it he said, I was only robbing the register I'd hope you'd understand

"As we run fast, hurry through our life.
There is no pause, no save and continue on this game.
Like cave-paintings of horses we run mute and frozen hard in time. Obliged by our regrets and understatements.
We see the horror of age closing in, we try to run faster, to escape, to reach, to feel and obtain absolution.
We may tumble, we may fall, only to stagger back on our weary feet and retain yet again the momentum of haste.
With the idea that if we run fast enough, long enough we may enter the realm of immortallity.

By whom were we once given this idea?"



-sometime aroudn feb 06 in Milan.

Nicklas

Strange days in this land of notions. I think that is one of the best things I've ever written.

I got Koka Kola Veins, Sweden will know my name

I can't see much of the future in this foul year of our lord 2006.
Times they seem to run wickedly wild now, watches spin on and clocks stand still.
The morning after, yours truely, woke up in a hazy state of unrecognition.
The heinous taste of liqour walloing around the gum.
Dear god, what is this? oh yeah my bed. I woke up from a analgic sleep wondering if I had even sleept at all or did I just close my eyes and demetia struck me? Wait now just a minute, no point mentioning this to my cerebral cortex. Poor bastard will realize soon eough.
Vague hint of a girl that should be in my bed right now arises. But, what, ehmm, yeaaah there was supposed to be a fair lady next to me. I'm pretty sure she went home with me. Aha! Proof! The latex evidence curled up on the floor speaks of coital visit last night.
Sweet bastard son of god Jesus! Time to get a grip of your self man! - Keniah, you're still in the run to become americas next Top Model - Oh no! Not that shit! What evil bastard flips on this shit a this unholy hour? Annie! turn that shit of!!!
Apparently my angelic roomie didn't suffer a drunken frenzy last night and is up and runing. Well technically she's still in bed watching mind numbing TV-shows that must have emerged from the Sphincter of some high wired artist extraordineur at some fucking american think tank on Fox. -Those fucking swines! I'll cripple their ases for this. If I could just get out of bed and write them a letter explaning that they are satans offspring born without souls! Well, there will be plenty of time for that later. Now I must recollect some lost memories and by god drink a hell of a alot of water...