-----Beyond the Event Horizon, beyond the lights of the stars, a place of eternal freedom, the void where all illusions die. J. Nodtveidt
-----In Galois fields, full of flowers primitive elements dance for hours climbing sequentially through the trees and shouting occasional parities . . .
-----нойз, космос, кислота и жжЫрный сладжжж...
-----Fuck god and fuck you