As a prisoner of Ordinary Times, we are gradually dying back to Time! Waiting for the stars, we can be filthy, prey of hordes soon, if we have to crouch in an unknown Future! Our passing is legal! You can't lift up to a happy vision! It has become an obsession that the universe eyes receive with closed petals and we cannot make happy the Angel who came to us voluntarily! "Out there we can know idiotic insane people are raising small realms and they are afraid of silence-screaming velvet - the poet is silent with intent in us, because he could not find a sure audition!"
 
We can only selfishly carry our offended souls to the secret reef of wakefulness; curved in the Present Time the liberated dream is therefore suspicious! A star-watching, alert lattice raven delel, and you would flee into space into the home of the naked Honesties, where the Truth of Faithfulness counts alone! - Our sobbing heart cries into silence at once: Interrogate us! "How did we get here ?!" "Many promising parables give birth to idolous moments in numb brains!" Suicidal nights fall into Moon Lake!
 
We cannot look back at the past of our past, because as Lot we freeze into salt! We will always feel the smell of concence that greedy wild herds are sure to follow! We can't run for a lifetime! Jasmine-scented kills shelter should be sought while Time is getting tighter! - The given Word has become a stripped, broken idol and can only wander; hatched by itself like a dream! The Watching Light is also an ancient statue of our dazzles

Something intimidated trembling stone, they may have smuggled a crumbled ancestral fragment into me at the beginning of my birth: wounded sunsets dipped in blood gold like hesitant Sisyphus keeps carrying me until cheap blood bills are imposed on my head - now something uncertainly trembling to the brim! Where precarious, barren and bleak beaches greet you, and Man can dwarf a bird-seeing eccentric!
 
More and more distressing tiny stones are scratching, tossing in me - I'm afraid the wounded part of my self can hardly be back again Whole, collapsible balanced! I still face myself many times in the face of a wolf: I will be a Neanderthal stone penetrating to the depth of my soul's disappointed well, once everyone has left and once his rich ******-biting emotions have been wiped out by breaking dilentants, trendy whims!
 
Instead of dog-bited tissues, I would cling to the healing tremors of redemptive kisses if Someone still recognized I needed to be lifted up to be in my fall - to be on par with others! - I watch as everything and everyone is running around, arrogantly, or in a hurry; this is how the Heart Relationships, which were believed to be eternal, break down, because the sacred handcuffs have rusted on their hinges - but somehow we should live and prosper, because his wound, who has suffered as a result of our being, is healing!
 
Inviting Indifferent Attracting Interest Has Nothing To Do! My disappointment often happens to win over me! - The dimness called lost is sprouting from my sad eyes; The shadow of death and haunting is more and more circling above my head if I let my mood triumph: I already understand something because I feel and only the Someone to be found would be left!

My brain’s active feast is still a billion, mocking trouble-creating and destructive at the same time! Stake-no I should prefer times when I can only play for the pleasure of the game! Out there, in the minds of the Celebs chirping in roaring chaos, the thinking intellect lies on a deliberate wasteland! The jerkishness of the **** and the irresponsible quiver that handles it already torturously; dead money Future can't knock in the camp of the unrelated either! Fearful fear sets a rope for my greedy nerves and I should go through it alone!
 
The tabloid populist culture can still grow into a deliberate imperial water head! And like any ostrich head stuck in ignorant sand, it will surely burst sooner or later! You can play dust-lost at any time by playing your cards! A crimson, sluggish blush runs across stomach-turning poker faces and cramps his grinning wrinkles! After everyone's greedy money box, the runner is loitering! It is becoming increasingly difficult to recognize Human Values among the frusks parade in Armani suits and Gucci bags!
 
A pensive prisoner is also the one who sells his bombing body for the eternal, fame moments of Being, and he, too, could not learn the rules of Morality! In a tertiary life cage, warthogs are rubbing their noses to careers! The fever roses of conscious shame still tremble on the faces of Golgotha-walking people: the fact is soon recognized - they can do no different: if they want to prosper, they are bribing themselves out of necessity! Those who are called to the right and who struggle with decency are all on the crumbs - who was once Alfa and Omega alone is now being looted!
 
Who has grown his indifference armor, he also wastes a monster every day in his doubts

In the company of haunting, worthless promisers and misdeeds, the idea of a prophet-hermit is still left alone: immortal romances would be needed for candlelit dreams, holy dinners, and not cheap, ******* words! How much hesitantly doomed human desire chews our unceasing innocent souls! It is as if a single deep-hidden thump echoes ready to erupt in the soul-deep and stares incessantly at the gaping abyss with the vigilant, dilated pupils!
 
Conductor and concrete reality commands are often confused; silent silences wall in themselves to make my desire! My panting heartbeat degenerates into a loud rumble, and in the secret alley of blood vessels I dream of the still livable moments of the Universe! Is it possible to prepare for the invisible future in the tangible Present?! - The unspokenness of my feelings still surrounds me: it flies away like a black petal butterfly, like a stray breeze, and then returns as an unexpected surprise!
 
My eternal child, who is startled in me, is short of me, because you can guess there is no spark of mercy left in unworthy human monsters! My thoughts entrusted to paper on the remnants of my shattered dreams contemplate like easily flying ship wonders! My soul-loneliness has been inhabited for a long time: I would try to express myself in the hidden, spiral-magnet formula of attraction and repulsion, not to mention the rest of my faith on recklessly screaming rails…
 
As an assassin, he lurks at me, he's watching, he'd be scouting if I left Being and he can't wait to take my head for others! The pain falls back on me! It would be good to find something next to Someone who accepts

When critics pierced my tar skull with pieces of ice drumming! Not a single missing shore could be reached without being so shipwrecked! Vermet-digging careerists threw killers and daggers, and the merit became caressing puppets because they could get an opportunity from Being to start something that had begun again! Anointed redeemers could not keep the Order, and the guarding prophets also slept and listened in silence instead of their Judgment words!
 
Thick-necked and small-style stici pups were plowed in narrow mouse paths; to become unfaithful natives to demotion who is Man because to stay?! Boiling jampec squirrels and disco kittens are making their way up the donkey ladder of the fashion trend, while their hazelnut brains are getting narrower! Even the proud civis proves only by text and not by his deeds; insane, no-man's-house Aarnoks get the job first because they know: the brain-shrinking **** has become fashionable! - Wrapped in flag jacket wings, you can't make a difference with a single garaboncia!
 
You can only run and tolerate like you know your loss! He who has constantly professed his convinced Truth is all being branded a treasurer and trampled wherever he matures! Lampshade is all about preparation! A worthy accomplice may still be skillful, but he cannot catch scapegoat mice! Rats zigzag between familiar pairs of eyes and easily betray each other when it comes to getting them! - In the channels of the night ether in the Eve costume, Angels parodying with single-stranded petal bodies offer their superstitious charms; perhaps they unconsciously imagine that they can get to know anyone in this form! Is the time of the guardian heads of families wasted?!

I hear today irreversibly getting closer and closer to my vulnerable heart as critical, cheap grabs are eaten; Worthy executioners of cultures! And how do my kidneys try to process the eloquent sermons of unworthy black soups, if they don't take care of those who gala usurp the gifts of their spirits, the empty shell of the shell becomes an echoing example to me! And the infinite space also communicates with the Odyssey sighs of the once-once seas!
 
Out of me there will be rancid prophetic squeals, and the few fragments of My Time are barely making music, but they are knocking! In the cave-deep soul of my opening cave-deep soul, a child is still crying and threatening: until He grows out of me, I can remain as a Man, and my boundaries cannot disappear! I can only be an exact, missing link in a junk formula! I would try my wings half-nail-hesitantly as Icarus became more and more impatient!
 
I would happily push myself into the background, but this sensationalist world is forcing me to confess as stubborn confessors certain things! Behind me, the Void is consciously sneaking in, and a sticky feline light flowing from the lunar lobes like wounds! He immersed himself in rat souls as a refuge, a hardy worm of Indifference! And in many cases, the "camp of some" still listens to his words: Cowards crouching in themselves!
 
No one was easily denied solid defense from anyone! The words of the Prophet are sharp at the top of my tongue! As a thousand overzealous geysers, I would increase the number of a laid-back, legitimate Judgment while a murderous silence rumbles in my throbbing ears

Wrap up in the thought of everyday departure! You may know: shelter is rare if you can provide you with posterity! Your sinful city will not allow a rightful liberation where you could never have been truly free! Your usual commentary and platinum-fattened text is always laughed at by light-hearted lazy worms! V.I.P.-volunteer parties are holding themselves with a chick-catcher, scout-commando on the shore of Lake Balaton duck swimmer! "You were a cowardly pull that you took the initiative in your life and you could hardly notice that they wanted to speak to you!"
 
With your face you grimace a constant boyish sadness and play arbitrarily, because your existence is still an entrenched escape! Only a few affordable, wandering phones can connect you to this ****** outside world right now! Your support can only be childish repentance now; while you, as members of your family, will slowly, bitterly become bitter! In his perfect nihiled years, however, you would have done better if you were squeezing the ducks of your immortal Beloved! The freedom of the thinker in the atrium of a gendarmerie perth has long since expired!
 
Even diva-vampires don't taste cup-glasses, they just pick them up and squeal them! After the surprise, the season of the landing branch can always come! In his own way, everyone is already teeming with selfish catastrophes of intoxication; barely picked up annual figures fall out one after another! Party service runs everywhere, but if they don’t bloom Judas ’money freezes soon! "Overnight promises of steaming bodies will soon be demanded by muscle gorillas!" The self-infection of party-swallowing parties is so total-complete