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Im at least 185cm tall with a shoulder width usually around 50cm, and therefore far larger than I appear on TV. I was in born in 1978 at the Vale of Glamorgan where I rolled around our Cul de Sac on my board until our father’s external beach life attracted my stepfather, a bass playing technician from the Royal Air Force.

After a few years of English boarding school, we moved to the German suburbia of Darmstadt, just as the Berlin wall fell. Since my uniform was no longer provided, my remaining beach Symbiotics, helped me across the tram tracks to the Ramp and back, until the prophets left and skateboarding went into the dada-tech of 93’. I continued sketching and started downhill mountain biking around Burg Frankenstein, before my mother’s second divorce led us to the southern valley of the Odenwald. Here I studied sculptural form at the age of 16.

Two years later, I recovered from an identity crisis through the broader calligraphy community. During a Spanish summer in 1997, I studied in the studio and mountains of Marino Amaya, before graduating in the following year. The time with my Russian girlfriend was 4 further years of valley residence. The shades of my cru’s pens and paint changed, while urban media went saloon-fahig. My critical theory was exchanged only 3 months before the millennium through social work.

All misuse of my qualities or work, are to be punished before god. Only one person had I ever left behind, due to the clarity of evidence beyond insanity held against him during rush hour, before the state could offer any civil justice against the egomania of my mother & the totalitarian. Everyone else has witnessed my full assistance as far as necessary.

As the recession unfolded, it was no longer work changing our selves. I eventually split up with my girl after almost 5 years, before a colleague invited me to Muenster. All I had planned was animation. We managed the apartment for 9 months before he started pretending he just hears voices.

"The sense of National unity is a substitute for a world view. Just because the Patriotism is all but universal and not even the rich are influenced by it, there can be moments when the whole nation suddenly swings together."(George Orwell)

I deny any awareness of a televised revolution, prophecy, bloody Mary, or the obscene Truman show’s, before the northern public of 2003. If anyone ever witnesses my privacy or physics violated, they are to inform myself via email immediately. As far as im concerned, female inheritance did not survive the holocaust, besides a few retarded academics. I never really met an honest female in my life. Allmost every girlfriend I had, betrayed me. Their species has to revise their language & appearances by themselves for another lifetime. I swear I have been single since 2002 and I never agreed to any form of cloning for pedophiles. Please keep all contact of Sucubus & Incabus away from me. Do not trust the judgement of my previous family.

Although the developing world is robbed of 1400% the amount they receive back as Aid, 1/3 of our economy seems to collapse every year? Good Lord, would you please return and free the galaxy.

”In 1534, Muenster became an Anabaptist stronghold, with Lutherans escaping while Anabaptists from outskirts flocked in. It was announced that the rest of the Earth would be destroyed before Easter, but Muenster would be saved to become the New Jerusalem.” (J. Gray)

During the winter of 2003, the fascist response of northern Egocrats, opposed to my humane resistance, run the privatisation of labour agencies through my first physical breakdown, leaving me in redundancy before my flatmate closed contract, since I was not selling out otherwise. The Labour agencies contracting myself below the minimum wage, on an assembly line with Kurdish immigrants who were even deprived from their own national education, surely valuate the absence of Europe and New Labour. My style consequently moved from a regional voyage, to reflecting a national critique, and the gradual realization of mechanisms abolishing global slavery. I recently realised, there never were enough Latin Walisa in Germany.

At the summer of 2004, I left Germany after 15 years and returned to my habitat to clear my mind, before moving to the Capitol city. The Architect managing my apartment suggested I do a Computer Aided Design course. During the course, the manuel style of pornofied labour, in absence of its objective philosophy, put me through a 2nd breakdown and private retreat of geo dynamic animation. The guardian newspaper gradually reported the British Arms fair death toll of 1million Iraqi’s, in addition to the 4million who were slaughtered in Africa, a few years before. I withdrew myself into hospital, while our Burocratic framework was still calculating my national insurance nr.

At the fall of 2005, my shift into Cathays witnessed an entire lounge and public, dissolve from a complete set, into a few drinks who explained why they are in company of only one female? It seems the very tools of industrial revolution, have settled for everything else. I personally never found the time to cyber socialise language over my penis in networks, just as tools are generally developed through our neocortex. The nihilism abolishing any pattern of community & public in Cathays, gradually convinced myself to move into Roath, where I found cloning and witchcraft seems a filthy habit no one wants to admit. Jean Baudrilliard had already died before I could take his theory of cloning into account.

As Civic networks around the Temple of peace, calculated a sum of 850million people left in starvation, I became motivated to learn lyric. Public discourse with philosophers & scientists, confirmed the possibilities of evolution and method.

Revise the genesis, free technocracy, lower the budget through a universal demand, and perceive paradise.

"Translation or nothing left to hold on to." (Peter Goodrich)

Peace