Joy and tears in the smile of the morning sun launch a new game of love, the sky opens in the sandy clock while we sleep in the fairy tales of the digital world. Relax in the field of marijuana while we make flower oil, kiss me in a room with flowers.

We run through the windows of the story in the interest of wealth and coin, a real creative idea with the errors of imperialism and monopoly. Save the profit on the bird's head while surfing on the winds of change, we have achieved a million desires on the turtle's back.

The laws of mind and probability prove the opposite rules of consciousness, moral codes create t-shirts in factories of stupidity.We run by the memories as my passion passes through the veins, beauty is the limit of excellence and beliefs for a modern man.

The liberal anarchy of capitalism creates monarchs who rule with ordinary people, the temporary illusion of the victory of digital currencies is the end of the average freedom. My sincere wish has become the love I see in you, you are my ticket to a beautiful freedom.