crisis everywhere

and suddenly i felt overwhelmed by the emptyness of modern life.

new cars, new houses, new t.v. sets; everything for your consumerism

everything for sale; nothing is truly for oneselves.
so i decide to turn my back on it, to face a new life of small pleasures

breathing, walking, looking at a different sky everyday.

but still, ... the emptyness.

crisis evolving into art, into oneselves mind