Feed the beast

It's that time of the day, to feed the beast; the empowered monster of your paranoia. It shuts you down without a restart.
It's hard to admit it, this disorder, chronic mood swings in technicolor.

What makes you want to dance on tables to later crouch in a corner and cast a shade on your glow?

E.Y

Creative souls, Oslo.

One step forward, two steps back.

History always repeats itself, you recall the last time you were in this position, a sudden insecurity caused by chain of actions. The remains of a collapsed building, rubble and dust, makes you choke on your own words about getting somewhere any than here, the starting point of your dreams and disappointments.

E.Y

Limelight

People in the limelight sometimes want to vanish. Just in time before disaster strikes, the curtains fall...the chips are down.

E.Y