ボイド

You’re wrapped in a dirty light of an old street lamp With blood stains on your clothes trying to calm yourself down lughing with mouth full of tears of sadness There’s no escape just the reality you live in continuously going forward with no chance of slowing down or moving faster And that simple fact drives you crazy

ボイド (BOIDO - Void) in physical terms doesn’t exist. It’s something that arises from your mind. Like a meditation with intention of getting totally depressed but still being able to get over it whenever you want. Void is divine but it also goes beyond divine. It arises when you think deeply about death. When you imagine your empty body without soul and sense. It’s the thing that gets into you when you realize your life doesn’t have any meaning and that’s the biggest problem of our generation. We need to find a new meaning inside of the art of ボイド.

ボイド (BOIDO - Void) in physical terms doesn't exist. It's something that arises from your mind. Like a meditation with intention of getting totally depressed but still being able to get over it whenever you want. Void is divine but it also goes beyond divine. It arises when you think deeply about death. When you imagine your empty body without soul and sense. It's the thing that gets into you when you realize your life doesn't have any meaning and that's the biggest problem of our generation. We need to find a new meaning inside of the art of ボイド.