Skopa

Hello to everyone who would accidently read this text, never know. We're the 15 March 2006, no big news, only a freak weather, but whatever, that's the kind of thing we are not able to influence, and it's good to remember that we're no gods (and thereby, there's probably no gods at all) and we still depend on this litle earth, no matter what invention we made, we're her sons.  A race of incontrolable dreamers.