Analysis of CURSE OF SOCIAL INFUSION

Then why did we have to go down there in the dark and damp, our nerves were strained to the point of bursting, "Now run!" - he suddenly contradicted me. At dawn, the darkness was already broken by the first lights. Now it has simply become such a day that I don't know which way is east. and I don't know what hit me in my life when I realized how big the maggots are! Now I simply don't know what the light is on and I wonder why I'm wandering like a restless Odysseus?! The elevator is falling and with each floor I can smell the raw mud more and more now everything is simply complicated.

It grows imperceptibly in a person, just as the pathological tumors grew in me, the hidden desire that suddenly erases the distances. What is the use of knowing that all Evil is from the beginning? What is the use of knowing that they carry the end of time in vain? Man's impatience eats up all Time. Like the reflection of a homeless person in the men's toilet of the railway station, which has been closed for decades, I remained here alone.

Like the rotten pickles in the glass, the whole line of brainwashed people from the deep sea line up until the mutilated survivor returns, but he can't keep his eyes on his formalin and botox colleagues either.

I'm listening, how the sentences and the bodies get stuck in each other. Odorous noises alternate, and slurred word fragments, then the liberating flash arrives with a muffled whimper, a single lingering moment; my organs spew out insidious, degenerate human-smelling lies.