Nowadays, people sweat a lot because of guilt, manipulation, hypocritical guilt. It is certainly difficult, because in the true shell-consciousness of solitude, even their own selfish silences can trickle down. They would rather voluntarily close in on themselves, just don't let them be noticed by chance. They can never see the secret scale, they always judge only themselves, It is known: it is necessary to swim without a flutter from the ground of Reality towards something completely uncertain...

Because promises made to the extreme, well-sounding truths often snap suddenly like stretched string-nerves; even hearts that dictate true sincerity sooner or later compromise, because they long for true feelings of the Universe. The sly fox toll collectors of doom - perhaps - can arrive a little earlier in every age. - Despite the attractive villas with swimming pools on the beach, lives drowned in futile luxuries easily turn even the self-admirers into amok. Is it that the expectation pretended to be necessary is deliberately thrown out of life in every case?!

Many people do not want the stigma wound carved by Being, but they are forced to bear it out of necessity; the greedy hunters are still out there, sniffing for whistles, gathered in packs. The immeasurable amount of underworldly tow of cynicism covers almost everyone and has even haunted them several times during the day. They smile more and more willingly, more cynically, even when the eternal whys of truly meaningful answers and questions have long ceased.

A digital microchip is embedded in the poles of the skin, when all the previous good-sounding encouragements suddenly weigh on the heart as if they were forced, saying: "Something will happen!" No and Never will succeed!