From scattered letters, you can rarely put together who you were used to, because radical digitalization is now like some malicious, pathetic illness in your daily lives. Because you can only observe the change in yourself, which, according to truth, does not change, at most, only instincts can also change or change.

It is as if even your DNA would perceive the one you can trust, because you don't always be a scream or a heccle - but you will definitely follow your childish rules of play and who, when you lightly, is nonsense.

From your squeezed mouth biting words, no one has yet asked how and how you feel so many desperate, hopeless decades from a distance. The deliberately beautified memories of you, so that the uncertain present can look a little more livable for at least sixty a few years, and then it doesn't matter to you. Because camouflaged sincerity's personalized forced jacket is nowadays finally getting out, as if wearing severe scrapers are almost impossible.

Monkeys obedient to preaching words in brainwashed brains march not only on the border of monkey countries; You can compare you to a sorrow, no one, no one has spoken to anyone, as if it were an inner defensive mechanism that you can only understand and accept.

In the way of sleeping, even a pathetic, laughing ghost, you are still limping, hard-to-life, and you would love to have your dear, you can shake hands because you have to love it, and it is still easy!

Now, with an enthusiastic grin, they are daring the seven -ended stars of deterioration; ugly is now a desperate multitude, gnawing on the vain with Nirvana. It would have been better if the little minute-to-man blue people would try to experience the hearts of the heart once and to independent of the hypocritical exhibitionism and the infecto they had intentionally fell into.

The degree of shocks - in many cases - is tamed into rock -solid features. The Loser Ostob was also placed in the crossfire of existence, who even believed that he could get benefits and premiums in exchange for the work of overtime, and to be taken over and over again on the holidays. The denial of closed eyes could be more obvious, no more conflicting.

The massive spread of mouth odors, which causes the first-to-road flirts, eyelashes, and the light, airy romance of kisses; Often with modesty, it is often the case that they are shaken, because the self -sealing of himself is the discrete charm of reality that chains and tempts at the same time.

They are now trying to take care of the puzzal all -paved scenes; The more appealing a fuss in a circus, no end-to-end rooster, no more chic and more ostentatious. The cosmic laws of the essential order - fearful - are no longer a way, whether wise or wisely deaf ears.

The darling destruction, the lasting rotting can be delayed for decades while a digital nomad-or if you like-is growing again, non-comprehensive degenerate donkey generation!

Pudding test

As if you were at the same time in dialectical interaction with everyone; Instead of slowed truths, the era of deliberately accelerated lies, decisions, and beautiful ears were now. The bankruptcy of redeeming traps seemed to be a minute-to-one, as the events of everyday life believed to be rock-solid are merely repentant for those who stayed here.

Now everything is so uncertain, vulnerable, translucent; A gesture, or a attractive flirt-smell, a holy guarantee of given handshakes that create new career opportunities at the same time, but at the expense of everyone else.

Whether the manipulation of status and interest relationships would be easy to succeed. And while wounded hearts may suffer new, calculating, self -established pipe fractures where the souls who want to take care of the soul remain, who would have the job to heal the spiritual wounds?!

Somewhere halfway between quilting and respect, the Almighty point had long been lost: you. that they were once raised for mortals and people, who, in the company of the masses, became mobs by the time to change.

Chewing gum mass, sticky slashes have become the feeling or simplified confession; List thresholds -as you like -can only cross one average during a single shipwreck. Is it more difficult for the mere defiance to be more difficult if the conscious doubts are not haunted daily?!