EAVES
Now you're deep in the thin pickle, when and where is the grand finale left?! In the middle of a person's life is the profound nothingness. It is a little night weakness, a disillusioned instinct-fly, that digs among our memories. Why is it that man is kept under house arrest not only by wandering, confused centuries, but by the wretched tyrants who can be said to be self-governing?! Even the hearing aid itself looks more like a sly receiver of the world, and not a simple aid that could make it easier to hear simple vulgar words.
If a person steps out of the magic circle: the scale stays in one place, there is no winning or losing. Here a winner, there a rags to riches, blessed and cursed, happy and unhappy. In the big world statistics, nothing will change with my exit, nor will there be a shortage or an excess, only a sacrifice.
You can show yourself out of your relationship until the sun is up, you turn your back on compromising, false-lying conventions, masked decisions - yes, you determine how and who should you rely on in this dubious world, where only appearances can have omnipotence?!
The corrugated box of the Times can be broken, and what is this propaganda sound, which is teleported here by the retention of consciousness with thought channels to cause permanent brain damage? The crowd is also the same, only the long, fluffy threads of the writing that came out of the independent censorship cover everything. This is how a person becomes an involuntary part of the System, which dictates the totality of the Part-Whole. You would rather fall on your stomach in the crossfire of the hooked legs; they betrayed you, but you also betrayed yourself!
In terms of power, as a delicate mixture of the five elements, man is the heart of heaven and earth, as he has a spirit and is a thought being, but dragons, evil sorcerers, ugly witches, gamblers with fake cards always speculate with the rules of the game reversed. The storm jacket of silence may have something to do with the order or even the entire order.
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Written on March 30, 2024
Submitted by oasev on March 29, 2024
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