A dangerously shrunken
Sififus world all,
cursed weight mountain as colon
puts on us, hanging on
over our body-soul up to
an iron hook or tweezers.

The average man
rather intentionally
closes toward yourself,
that even out of accident
nor can they recognize it,
don't have to
Others are curious-moss
he is finally revealed in his eyes.

The plans set,
petty, compromised
goals everywhere
rather closed doors,
Blind windows are welcomed,
for just certain
can be with key exclusions
Nowadays, anything to do now;
the mediocre kliss,
also
he is puzzled by one
*** kick, kicking,
or walking with muddy shoes
on cleaned situations.

The presence is old,
yellowed envelopes
certainly
harder to expand,
to see
The lack of care.

Steaming blade
next to the toilet
Even though it is so,
that for a thousand forints
It is only possible to let go of our *****;
black cat rushes over
from one corner to another
in his mouth maybe mouse,
or rat.

Between depth and height
halfway just just
a fading, thin
strip is visible,
which is getting easier
as a thin thread
You can break at any time.

As a dark bowle
El-Elgulul is still used,
over balding heads
guilt and shame petty,
pathetic alchemy.
Wasp
Tirgishada
chews on colonies;
between themselves the maps
they are also divided.

The tattooed brainwashed consciousness
- Fearful -, only rarely
may be responsible for better decisions.
Gross
The prison-smelling human soul!
The infinite emptiness
flawed spiral
Slowly consuming everything!

Today, it is increasingly intentionally split and cannot be. It is as if billions and one person feel that our mortal time will expire sooner than the originally allowed. He multiplies, and he first only manipulates his feelings, and he has created his smaller or larger gambling games, because now he will soon see more suspicious failures than the deserved misunderstood success.

Not only is a series of games decided in bred, brainwashed heads; Because control boards, if left, are less and less warning of their obligations that can be fulfilled. Mild stomach nerve stretches its string among the tremors of the soul, and the recent assault can be followed by the rest of the assured protection as a primary and perhaps still conditional.

- Nowadays, no noble or good thing can come from sediment masses; They will be shadows and feelings for themselves spicl. They dream of ants from scratch is increasingly detailed for Chinese loans, saying; Even the interest is intact that it is paying.

Another end-of-end length is not unnecessary, nonsensical wings, which the average person is less and less, and may not rarely cut it alive. Some of the concrete relationships are more likely to be silenced because they have guessed the more real essence. While you occupy your stunning fingers with a sense of lack and temporary happiness, and in the way of shipwrecks, they are a little bit like losing themselves!

You may even have trouble yourself, even if you crawl, unworthy, cherish thoughts that never come together enough; The dear angel scent, which makes you feel at the rose-fingered dawn, or a yellowed photo showing a forgotten wedding wedding in just as cozy shipwrecks as the rings of the trees that count on the constantly difficult collon weights of the past decades.

The unbearable lightness of life is shaking, not only on the broom of superstitious eyelashes, but also in the depths of the eternal childhood soul that we were deliberately did not show to others. With empty glue hands, like a disturbed thief, one gets drunk if he couldn't try enough luck. Grotesque mode is over and over again, and the endless time is finally cried back to missed minutes ...

The pigeon color dawn falls unexpectedly on us if you have to wake up to the still-stingy, coma body; His germination and instincts are even lined, perhaps they would like to wait for their destiny, if you could still watch the Book of Fate for us? The heart clock called the heart, like a pulled, timed bomb, threatens cataclysms at any moment, and it is not to reach the well -deserved retirement years. Cause and cause halfway away this way; It covers objects, petty gaps, cracks of cracks. The troubled mind is gone by the purposeless, meaningless clichés of reality: did it make any sense if you are unable to come out of your small alms paying?!

Even though you are struggling with sinners, the crowded universe is still lurking in your pockets, because you have long been in mind to ask others the big recurring questions: to make a bargain ease, everything else is a lie!

It would often be good to step out of the deliberate cover of blind spots, which humiliate anyone who is invisible to the average little man, so that there should be this perpetual eclipse in human heads. You should not be easily lost in the puffy soul. Now this is going on: small and medium -sized enterprises can be stuck at any time on each other's hanging tree just because the larger -smelling sharks will ride everything and everyone that is possible.

Cheap Judas golds in their expensive trousers, or just their latest sports cars; Alligators are so fierce to prey, waiting quietly. For them, just an unexpectedly bad time to live on to their liking; Failure trends are increasingly being taken to the wrong direction. You shouldn't go to the east - but where humanity remains, the little spark of humanity.

The silent news brother, of course, is, of course, as an additional scapegoat, is wrapped in a single air promise. Ten little fingers sure I say was shaking enough on the trigger. - The constant restless anxiety should always be observed in the depths of the inner walnut souls.

For years, every little man has been hesitant on the edge of the platform, as if only this could have been the only place for others to be in the number of people; As if the faces should not look elsewhere in just one direction. They were stuck with stunned beetles among the neon reflectors of existence. The petty thoughts close, as are the metro doors narrow and smoky tunnels in the dark depths!

Behind the apparent superficiality, the indifferent exhibitionist attitude, human epithelial layers are deployed as chitin armor not only on inner, more jealous emotions, but also for the rings of trust. Only tiny, almost insignificant, humble pests are continuing their work with a lovable, emphatic background noise. Halfway through the subconscious impersonality, the dramatic, silent tension is still gently overwhelmed.

The found, validation metaphor for happiness seems to be geller on the richter scaling of modern mass; Because nowadays, as a chameleon, anyone can change shapes and smooth it consciously into an increasingly worse, livelier environment. They say - at best - a spectacular amount as a peculiar unit of measurement for the purchase of the soul, and the three -step distance modification is increasingly valid.

In the capillaries, hardly visible to the eyes, doubt, sorrow, perhaps even pain; The doubt and pursuit to something noble, to the right, can give even a smaller extra incentive for cumbersome self -esteem, dignified dignity. Acceptance remains, though - no doubt - that it is not intentionally. You will be unnoticed inside and out of the outside, as the dog is not interested in what's going on inside!

We should be a liar in each case, for those who voted trust for craftsmen, just like the Mihasna, to be noble, to go to the goat cabbage?! Come on! It is covered by blind shadows, groping instead of humans, stumbling in the world!

Equipped movements, love testimonies, enforcement of fallen loopholes in the spinning time, the cities of Ninivei doomed to spin; The little benefits of trembling and acts. Do roaring blood clots still reach the heart's atrial wreaths safely so that the total infarction does not occur?! The youngest donkey generation seems to have been mistakenly manipulated, as they are threatened by lasting hind legs and wrinkles.

The multitude of mass people cross homeless gillists; From the bottom of the depths - fear - maybe there is no perfect way out. There are only tolerances and preparations in the hope of survival that can be sold. Mushroom clouds multiply from the nails of the nucleus of nucleus; Teenager diva are increasingly behaving childhood as if they no longer remember the memories of saraishes and babies.

contagious echoes yell at the deaf ears of the people; Promised benefits are deliberately thrown into the trash cans, saying, be satisfied with the minimal life you are currently. The world shows more and more visible apocryphal signs, and there are hardly any who understand. Portable conscious loneliness stifles his victims, - they have become a grin, and the old well -deserved laughter, which dissolves our inhibitions and may still be liberated.

The source of all the troubles was that the world was still a talmi, which could be easier to die! Halfway between the awake and the actual subconscious, it seemed as if the instinctive, instinctive hesitation ...

It would be good to know that you are guarding the coals, even under the rapid ash; Will, humility, humanity should not go to landfill or lose, just because the superficial, exhibitionist world is now to make ritual head washing in brainwashed monkeys. You should not leave yourself, just like the mass people who get on with each other, they are suspiciously suspicious of being on Lamburgini, Ferrari, or Porschs, mainly on the Andrássy Road of Paris.

Unfortunately, you know that noble intention to be improved nowadays is getting stuck more and more, like some efushed Robinson's shipwreck, and leaves more creative-creator thoughts on robbery chains, since only some more influential circular companies produce a profit profit. Goodness and purpose are now turning your back, because in dark moles, you are looking for labyrinths, and you are now unable to use the cheap use of practical survival: you sell or if you don't pay attention!

Even our naked soul preserves the tamed evening light of inner visions, because it never benefits. Ancient harmony and tranquility perhaps only on the ocean-party pearl Island, if you can find a man in the earthly paradise, where angels are happiness and enjoy the fullness of life.

Once upon a time, it would be good to throw away all the small -style Sififus terrestrial burdens from our anxious inwardlessness, and to keep that inner coals with loyalty to someone while possible. As a radar screen, sincere love is perceived by indoor echoso sounds, only the current modern man is scared of him precisely because he puts only cheap material things in the order of the emotions.

Whether it is a miserable monkey puppy on the tree, they kept the world and the future on their palms, "some" our idyllic, well -deserved dreams have long been sprinkled with salt and concrete, but the actual average should never be able to prevail, though it is a qualification and qualification.

They disappear in a long-standing holy silence, who once existed to flourish a library or a school, and to enrich existence with cultivated heads of people instead of taho-bowling. The walls would not only collapse as they were built, but newer ones grow up, like toxic spore mushrooms, because they might not be wondering, but as a livelihood, this is still done.

Echosating echo pregnant is not just a comfortable guilt, a temporary success, which is good to be redeemed for small money, and while coupon codes can give you some food, and you are paying for the cash register as a salary.

Nowadays, soul and consciousness rarely match; They both sink into a duplicate traitor to themselves, as they could be quite reckless that they still dared to trust and rely on either good friends or the dear angel. They also have timeless time the counted time, which we still have to spend here in the way of happy-sad eternal worrying children.