Nightflight over The Island..

As I looked across the water to Hong Kong, when the darkness had rolled over the water and the lights were painting gently across the surface, I really felt like I wanted to fly home.
To be back en route across Europe, looking down at the tiny Island that I used to inhabit.
It’s not that England did me big favours, or that I wouldn’t live in another country, but I just can’t keep staying here without progress.
You have to pray nothing goes wrong, or you don’t get sick. Then you have to know someone who speaks English so you can get by.
I never thought things like that would make such a big difference, but we all take them for granted.
Doing business here is fraught with problems even for Chinese people, let alone a foreigner.

If you are a foreigner here you have to watch yourself, as the majority of people don’t help each other here.
That definitely reminds me of the Uk and the attitude they had towards the Electro side of the dark music visions I have.
You only realise this when you get a different perspective, i.e. Detroit on things.

At least now I feel ready to go through that again, just much better equipped, armed and ready for battle.
But this time it’ll be covert ops all the way, only letting people see what they want to see…

Till next time…
Paul Bishop
The Ghost That Walks