Title : TeleSycH Under the harsh weather, I wonder...where art thou? I wonder... how art thou? My inner individual is so lonely with thy absence, My inner individual is so longing with thy image. The world holds no meaning when thou art gone, The world become colorful when thou art abreast. But when thou are needed, thou art nowhere, But when thou are forgotten, thou appear. In the berserk world, when do I see thou?