nocebo

grean tea in a dark room with one candle as the only light source, listening to the ghost of corporate future by spektor and dreaming. or just floating in a incredable world of dust and mist and mist and dust.



People are
just people
They shouldn't make you nervous
The world is
everlasting
It's coming
and it's going
If you
don't toss your plastic
The streets won't be so
plastic