WHAT NEEDS TO BE SAID



The free-thinking, proud-minded soul loses patience. He demands answers to his everyday scandal-ridden squabbles. With a shaken will, he would rather bury his head in the sand until he was dismissed from his job, trampled by the many vengeful, brainwashed whiners. He is not torn apart by greedy dishonor.

They are no longer there, we simply have no reliable support. With an unwise, hesitant-Mela mood, we go round and round aimlessly…

To see – if anything-we can hardly see. Our nerves and our thoughts are atrophied by the dread of an ambitious, ruthless career and money-centricity, and while everyone who was once an unknown moves away from new calamities, his beating step shape is absorbed by the syrupy, sticky blindness.

There are some things that cannot be stopped, because the idiotic total-rudeness continues and eats up its unsuspecting members. It comes out breaking bones and permeates the shrunken brains that are Pongo in culture.

The gathering of bored luxury Divas and pumped-up testosterone Titans, shown in the tabloid media, heckling each other with sermons, has become an invigorating and intoxicating fluid. It works quickly, but the total stupidity, like the fast-killing snake venom, if the Heralds are just a” goodbye " thrown in carelessly.

-And it is so dangerous to deliberately stuff the Gorgon heads of the peoples with good-sounding promises splashed with lies. Whether it's the outbred monster worms that deliberately eat each other: we just live like dust particles, or we don't exist for nothing, dying in the Great nothingness-time. Even the parasitic leeches parasitize on each other, because we know for sure that we can rarely do anything else. Every frail human soul craves the impossible, while the commandments of human coexistence are deliberately and brutally violated! In every age, innocent victims conceived out of the mud fall back to Earth innocently!
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Written on February 12, 2024

Submitted by oasev on February 11, 2024

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Norbert Tasev

 · Budapest

I was born on November 30, 1983 in Budapest! I studied Hungarian history. I was history teacher. I'm editing ebooks! So far, I have published my volumes on Smachwords and Publishdrive as part of an author's book publishing! more…

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