Too much dust, too much rust and the trees are blocking the ferris wheel. There are no more rides.
When you climb up the mountains you will get to a meadow. On the meadow you will see one last tree standing. Go to that tree and wait for further instructions.
Who is beast?
Who is men?
Are we not all beast?
How can you explain that?
See the picture of a man walking through an abstract landscape.
…is, that my Blog is one year old today. And this was the first picture/post to appear here: Yes, it all started with a peacock – or so you would think… …actually, the real reason […]