imagination editorial
riskej ■ simbols
15 july, 2006
Come in, my friend, is the smallest number of miracles.
back beyond the horizon of our thoughts ruthlessly swept era
fall and rebirth, we go with them in the leg with a smile
a soldier, heels tapping step. who and what you need from
Modern Spectrum? who and what you need from those sweet,
unforgettable years, when it was just beginning? all of us. me
you all. what? joy, moments of calm. I just
it. Do You?
people leave, people come, changing stereotypes, changing
contingent, changing the style, change the underlying concept.
you, me, us. where? there yet. someone in the shadows, someone
is making steps in toward the light. the light is unity, they
can be in a friendly pat on the back and be glad for them.
has long died down real battles, fighting, leaving only
small circle of great and persistent. us.
today, 15 July 2006, I served in the army, and sat down to do it
a short letter to the world. call it familiar to many
entitled "genz". put the number "5". welcome to me.
maybe for someone else. letter, the size of the number of words
language.
all those roads, anyone remember:
paracels, d-man - with you I started to communicate 17-year old
boy, Thank you for everything
freeman - one, if you read this, thank you very Respect
nik-o - the music was improved greatly thanks to you
pop hl - pal, your interests have long been beyond the
Spectrum, but I I remember you, remember our phone calls and
naive dreams
everyone else who remembers us, whom we remember, hi:
cpu, placebo, tbk, 4d, bw, milytia, ars, freeman, mast, cic,
triumph, fatal snipe, gbg, brainwave, dr, unbeliever, all
Come in, my friend, is the smallest number of miracles. do not
judge us strictly.
