Dirty matcha me

in the morning

with mushrooms & cacao

and damn good music

or I will

It is impossible!

absolutely impossible

to stop channelling creation

No understanding can grasp it

no mind see it

and anything standing between you

will drive you mad

You'll forever try to capture

the human experience

the one that will conquer you

in return

The world, in awe, bows

Хочу танцевать с тобой

пока у тебя всё не выпадет из карманов

пока театр не станет жизнью

пока счастье не превратится в судьбу

Here's a beautiful thing to ponder upon: ask yourself why it's so important to you to fail in something? 

Example: "I'm poor. Why is it so important to me to be poor?" or "I don't deserve love. Why is it so important to me to not deserve love?" You get it. Now journal. And tapochki.

Pulling all-nighters with my kids

where are the girls, though

the unz-unz-unz?

I got hot bodies and cuddles

the coughs and strange words

coming from delirious dreams

and a thermometer somewhere...

But where are the girls, the unz-unz-unz