حقس مثث aka Prs Lee

..weird.. bit antisocial, sociopat some say.. alone within the 4 walls.. no lights, surrounded wid darkness. only 17" of light stareing @ his face.. wearing heavy duty headphones, "deeper in zen" bursting out of dem.. every new sound more & more kickin.. him out of dis universe.. long time ago time became irrelevant, " day swallowing the night..."
you all know..
cold cup of coffee among the bunch of cds, few bookz...tons of candy leftovers.. cig packs, hardware, cut offed flyers.. all fightin.. 4 some place on such a small desk. keyboard on his knees and mouse beside the armchair, in which he can..t stop slouching.. personal chaos of his own.. eyes lookin.. thru the monitor much furter than other people can see, except the wery few... wid every new sound more & more out of dis universe..
wid a light grin on his face..
prs lee @ astral projection 01.12.07.
candyflip v2 open air party 21.07.07 .
poi dancers
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