(mutters) «heaven and hell are both in one's karma. That's what's bugging me.»

«What the hell are you talking about?»

«I don't know. Who in this situation would dream, right...Oh boy, have I been missing the point—Y'know, it's really a prison.»

«When I say heaven and hell, I'm talking the structure itself that went all like Shamballa and shit, don't you think?»

«God, what a mountainous mess they made out of it.»

«Yeah, bad trip man.»

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«But come on let's be positive…be positive!

Quick, be positive!

Please, we've got to stay pragmatic here. I believe in beautiful things—absolute altruistic giving. Y'know, I am a free spirit. I am a sun person.»

«But hello, my chakras are being cut apart by liquid shards!»

«There are no rules, there's nothing left to oppose. Everything is an affirmation. Everything is a sign—I've been dreaming of damnation and I've earned it, like all equal now, y'know.»

«Hey man, don't push me in the dark!»

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«Hey Max. Max! I'm out here!»

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«Spiral out man!!

Spiral out!»

Text: Tonio Kröner et al.

Images: Valentina Suter