- About imbindas
- All day I think about it, then at night I say it.Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?I have no idea.My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
- Idhar Udhar
- It seems,I really am the luckiest guy in the world.
- Chal Oye
- My Optional Subjects
- And who speaks words through our mouths? Who looks out with our eyes? Who is it now in our ears who hear our voices? What is the soul doing?
I cannot stop asking.If I could taste one sip of an answer,I could break out of this prison for drunks.I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
- I'm the junkie limbo at the moment.Too ill to sleep.Too tired to stay awake,but the sickness is on its way.