MEASUREMENT ILLUSIONS
No matter where he goes on this wide Earth, the vulnerable Man can only rarely find his home; his rediscovered search for his inner Peace of Mind is now even more important and would be more essential than the approximate certainty that he can be easily and efficiently evicted from his intimate, comfortable studio apartment.
As soon as the wide range of opportunities intended for the exceptional stray even an inch into the taboo-forbidden, the mass-man rather puts up with the complex confusion, saying; it can rarely, if ever, change its mundane, insidious connections with independent will. Tolerance locked in self-discipline will measure the boundaries for many, many decades to come. How long should we necessarily wait for the favorable moment, the cosmic alignment of planets, in order to be able to guarantee the whole solvable puzzle of sincere feelings, immortal romances and loves?!
So that couples don't just play with each other to their heart's content - but give themselves and try to experience together the Alpha-Omega planes of happy and sad moments?! Often the problem is precisely that the powerless sentencing intentionally backfires. - In the oversecured transition, it is increasingly difficult to glide on the surface. - Silent roads spiral around Man, so that he often does not know where else he could go! Now, it's only for spectacle, for superficial - commercial appearances, when the shop window people play.
Because it would not be the test, the whole series of trials, that would be authoritative, but rather the calvary of fate leading up to it, the limping, voluntary stumble. Perhaps it can indicate the downgrading of our cells and molecules, if phases of total burnout occur even in our ash-gray monotonous workplaces. Perhaps there is no need for opaque duels!
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Written on August 14, 2024
Submitted by oasev on August 13, 2024
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