All is bright in my white world: а clean suit аnd blue eyes. In a house of glass тhings are visible with a bottle in my hand, аnd a bottle on my head.
I'm lacking words, I don't know anything, but sometimes in vain I make up everything: the missing word of eternal truth. the missing sign - a salvation code.
I type I.D.D.Q.D. But nothing happens.
Whatever I think - it is so unacceptable. Whatever I say - seems not understandable.
Is this house of glass my homeland? Is this house of glass your colony?
I type I.D.D.Q.D. Don't go out there. I.D.D.Q.D. It is warm inside. I.D.D.Q.D. It is midnight in Europe. I.D.D.Q.D. It is cold and dark.