Dear Siren, to be an artist is to scream into the abyss 

to outvoice the white noise of scanning barcodes.




Global dream, 

barcoded streets



Fragment after fragment, 

ask questions unasked before.



Not-yet-understood self

not-yet-visible vampire



Do not let any dogma to become a form of spiritual trespassing.  

Independence is luxury.



Forbidden genius, 

new underground concept of wings



Merge this moment of Now with something 

that keeps on setting something free.



Hardcore conjunction

new version of tomorrow