"...Oh ok, so I looked inside. It was not easy, you know, that nervousness, sweating hands and the damn anxiety that grips the body. I was stuck in an ancient swamp, while the old man was watching me. He thought that only he is able to turn back. Haha. For a moment I thought, that I had seen it somewhere, or perhaps experienced it. Anyway I said to myself – sometimes it is enough to shake off all the dust and rub your eyes, even if it stings, and despite all the winking and uncertainty, you simply step out ahead for the cleansing in which you seek rebirth. For that, you give nothing. Every single part of your already existed – corrupt, unpopular, devilish... Haha, yes, it is a ridiculous, pathetic, romantic vision, as the past is not allowed to be washed away, especially when it has not happened yet, while the shattered fragments of the future are staring at you from an imaginary theater stage. Well, the air was so heavy and unbearable, it made me to pull the curtain and thus interrupt this ridiculous loop..."