I am an engineer whose fed up of the useless system and the way its leading us to the dumps. So yeah basically just a crazy old stoner trying to find my purpose in this shit hole.

We were down for some smokes and I was staring in the sky and blabbering some shit that’s when this friend of mine, confused though as he was, told me to start writing down my thoughts somewhere, i tried the diary but could get past “Dear Diary”. So yeah this is all just a collaboration of every stupid, freaky, weird thought that I’ve had, most might just be random trips. Its just an elaborated trip. Well life in fact is nothing but just an elaborated trip.



Out here we is Stoned, Emmaculate.