Excerpt from the David Bowie song:

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They’re quite aware of what they’re going through
(Turn and face the strange)
Don’t tell them to grow up and out of it
(Turn and face the strange)
Where’s your shame
You’ve left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can’t trace time
I ended a relationship (the same weekend that David Bowie died.) I lost a job. EP went away.

I found a job. And, the ILIASM group from EP has found a new home base.

Check it out here: