Nikar. Kamnikar. Gregor. Don’t. Just don’t. Don’t go there, don’t play with dying. You will be but crying. Sighing. And what Gregor Kamnikar cares about this petty little things of art, fart, girth. The prohibition as inhibition? The prohibition as ambition, we say and we tip over the last phoneme actualizing in our actions. And then just suspension. And then no more then. Banning is a diving board. The whole In Me Mor I Am Gre Gor Kam Nikar is a huge diving board into the unknown. Splash.