My hands are empty, my thoughts are fighting, my life is changing, and my soul is surrounded by the vibrations of your other-dimension music. A big piece of my life — a reflection of my soul, or should I say a soul shaped by Pink Floyd? Whether I feel happy or sad, I always choose to listen to you, lose myself and my mind in your crying, empathising guitar solos that build a bridge between life and death for me — exactly louder than words. Thank you for your existence. A major contribution to humanity, music, and life.