Trapped in my mind

Dager som kommer, dager som går. Blå piller mellom hvite pulverlinjer. Det er dagene jeg ønsker å glemme, Men ved livets ende Er djevelen min nærmeste frende. Dager som kommer, dager som går. Blå piller mellom hvite pulverlinjer. Det er dagene jeg ønsker å ikke trenge. Men ved livets ende Kan jeg be Gud om frelse.

Is it something fundamental, something that is built into every human being? Is it a privilege, a given right, or simply a bonus in life?

Now and then I wonder about establishing an Academy. A sort of different school, where students instead of learning, are exploring ideas, where knowledge isn't only words in a book, but useless, yet practical skills. I want a school for artistical entrepeneurs, a place to grow and evolve, to learn, and to become. I want an academy, where we explore and reflect together, where we will understand to understand.

The Elemelons