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.