Wo wir herkommen, singen die Vögel ein schönes Lied und es liegt immer Musik in der Luft.

A reverse reenactment of a murder-trial. Not a trial about a murder, but a murder that happened in a trial. Played here in reverse, of course.

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Categories Psychedelic Visuals
Author Eyal Gruss

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