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Aug 29
Thunderous, wild, unbridled noises break the intimate laws of silence; on deaf porches greedy, barking dogs howl their petty verbal sermons about livable lifestyles. Many people are already so eager to immediately open up to - not only - the all-knowing Universe as a curiosity, the superficial duality penetrates to the marrow and viscera, from which it may seem that even the common man is unable to escape. Not only technological development has reached an exponentially dying point, reaching astronomical distances: healthcare, education, etc. The race for the cane has been deliberately abandoned after one seemingly unattainable project after another. They have been inoculated into an oversaturated hopelessness - perhaps - and a little bit of the ecstasy of envious jealousies.

The inventory of culture entrusted to us by thinking, modern minds is getting poorer; promises are receding on the far edges of a sinking horizon, and stray hopes, crumpled dream images can still be dug up from the past, like precious treasures believed to be priceless.

As if the voracious, gluttonous Time were now deliberately swallowing everything and everyone. It would be good to finally bring to the surface the aimless goals believed to have sunk; because now, locked between the horizons of brainwashed minds, independent free thought is hesitantly teetering, because even the stately apple tree of ignorance is shadowless. Millions of cat cries throb in the depths of wasteful minds.

Today, the mass-man is produced on nimble, busy assembly lines, just like a resold commodity that can be sacrificed and neglected; They must stumble hesitantly, like the souls of the dead, through an entire standing life!
Norbert Tasev
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Norbert Tasev  36/M/Hungary
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