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Norbert Tasev Jul 2021
A soul-seeing series of stifling silence, sacred romance, beautification, sincere compliments, chivalrous kindness - when someone knelt down, because their heart-oath was obliged to do so and because that would be dictated by etiquette! It would be good to remember everything then and humbly wolf-eye the motherland again! Why do we feel a flow that wounded, earthly lights can become transient in us?! Our life-confession that we have left to people every day may wipe out all sins!
 
It is rare for a person from his past to stray back into a hesitant present! Our talkative silence always has a severed neck! Today, they make favors of pseudo-messiahs, and they don't even know for themselves whether the greedy career desire will squeeze out more favors from them? - It's a shame to shiver and sigh for secret sound, suggestive, noticeable noises! The noise of squeezed heart sounds should be deciphered in ecstasy squirrels, strokes that can be snapped out as strings! Cheering, aggravated oppression echoes in silence while its festive culture settles on me!
 
Arbitrary, **** phlegmas endlessly step into the mud! In the soft sigh of Fugitive Twilight, a drunken, honey-like moment of Eden trembled: swan-tender ducks cherished their heart-loving hearts with their velvet caresses! Our dreams were puffed up with superstitious desires by the longing vibrations of the Universe! Immortal desires in our cell-deep loneliness were carefully concealed by our heart-cups!
 
The only scientists of the secrets of passion-sighs trembling through the ladik of the mammoths; memorable Wings of weightless imagination from time to time captivate the living! “Leave your shattering, raven-black locks free, while your superstitious broomsticks tremble at the tastes of the Universe
Norbert Tasev Jul 2021
Whether the character s intention; a lustful, insidious, skillful will that will pave the way for petty self-interest to further liar-careerist paths! In an influential, constantly administered reality, everything has already sunk to the ground of one possible Impression Information! - Organized back into itself, another elk stroking a woman grows up as a bagpipe, holding even a valuable conscience for sale in exchange for fatter jobs!
 
The partisan court rejects the legitimate grievances of the people with real sincerity without a sock: paid shop window sensational lawsuits are needed for paid and false witnesses accustomed to flea markets! In imaginary fright, it is often believable to besiege ordinary peoples with bills instead of revenues stipulated in contracts! At the same time, we all carry the picture on our own: how will the wheel of our destiny turn without the help of certain helpers in the twilight of our old age, which can be sunk into an oldster pose?!
 
We have known for a long time, and many rely on it: in the labyrinths of compromises, trampled atonement can rarely occur; in our unreconciled torments there is still the trembling cry of wounded pains that tremble and groan! Many swear by the Hungarian lifestyles enriched with ecstasy, and when the era of realizations may have come a long time ago, everyone washes the ***** and forgiving sins of their pasts alone! - The collector's tinsel is already multiplying in human culture standards, it is easy to die in the sure prospect.
Norbert Tasev Jul 2021
Gnashing of teeth, re-established, **** sermons on the gaping paths of aging wakefulness! In the depths of our vulnerable souls, we carry the annihilated orphan, the vulnerable child, in the same way! We are already deliberately holding our children's ears so that we cannot hear the curses of ferocious, absolute adults, their everyday, shameful betrayals! A single, tiny word of sparks, a nasty, sighed thought, and everyone already felt and knew: the conspiracy of exclaimed wise men dried on lips sewn like a supplication! Even crying-eyed silence is telling less and less! Among his aching self-pain, he himself freezes into stone, and as a afflicted Sisyphus he can no longer guess, his vastly buffalo-heavy stone blocks will have to be carried by him all the time!
 
You can no longer stand out in the world, and you can hardly survive: everyone is just emphasizing themselves, the other self looks like superficial face shop windows! Harmony, as a light, mundane sedative, cannot serve as a cure for the restless who have been slapped on the head! A squeaking subconscious half-dream attracts me, and embracing it with understanding love, if I let the unpredictable, mischievous things happen! Behind the inner walls of personality, the roaring, quarreling outside world is still purring! The cracked shadow spots of curved mirrors are deepened by magpies under superstitious eyes, minute-grooves! Even in their daily robot life, we fall from the top down to the swirling depths and we want to cling strongly to the angelic greetings that can be realized even on earth!
 
The perceptual intellect gradually turns back into itself! The metamorphosis formula of an imagined dream can only succeed together
Norbert Tasev Jul 2021
It would be good to return as the stray, loving silences of a wandering wanderer who wants to go home! When outstretched swan hands caress the caress in the imaginary fog of rocking dreams, the sleeper as a dreamer, and his eternally heritable symbiosis below and above may come together! The body-warm protective shelter can no longer be worth anything if there could be no pounding-throbbing sound-sigh left for the emotional heart! In Alantos Being, we have been disappointed many times when, in the flames of the enchanted moment, we explored the soul of Adam-Eve as a treasure trove of dividing cell molecules, and by secretly driving her entire blood tunnel out of awe, out of curiosity!
 
In the dawn light of rising suns, the shadows of daytime objects also grow up! Falling, intoxicated, consciously wild self-expression heard his anthem in our faithful, unruly hearts; from the fringes of instincts a wild vortex burst upon us, like an unquenchable hunger; the miracle of the Universe found in us may have demanded more and more of both of us and suddenly we became children again; curious little foolish toys of Time who were driven by desire and who could not understand many things! In the animalized torments of pleasures, the intoxicating demand for Freedom squeezed again; how much more mature richness this earthly happiness could have been than the scream-sharp torment!
 
We hid in a gnashing of teeth like they were ready for everything, and they regretted a lot of things! - All human feelings are daring to love and give! - The prison cage of the narrowing Time is already chewing, and the candlelit holy dinners of the past have moved away from us! With leaking romances, we can still preserve our memories for a short time!
Norbert Tasev Jul 2021
Faced with tense contradictions every day, we are waiting hesitantly! Our self-interested world, degraded to bipolar, has already dissolved itself and our differences are equally shameful and ridiculous! Behind the semblances of luxury, yawning colonies of misery would shout for their right-tipped, useless voices, and yet all petty merits will become hungry; an insignificant sand-eye can quickly get stuck in a chain of Congo chains of great connections!
 
Excretion in saliva, as well as in love, started soon! Absurd evidence is hibernated or put in self-destruct boxes because Pavlov’s theory is also grotesque, reluctantly absurd! Stumbling in the light-shadows of the present, the out-wasting and the border of need is still moving more and more alarmed! - Many crowds of people on the periphery are deliberately basing themselves on well-sounding reputations in the deliberately idiotic idiocy of pop culture, brainwashed Reality shows!
 
Even our stunned resignation from troubled Freudi nightmares can help us less and less; grinning, vile Jackals and Minutes-blue people stare into the calvaries of our everyday lives! In our double consciousness, our onion peel personality preserves our selfish-pathetic secrets! It is as if we are inheriting through the secret channels of biologies the power of our uninteresting, selfish, selfish worlds! - As a figure, you are both tense and anxious at the same time on a secret formula, and forgetting your stepfather, inhuman Time, you wear out nicely, slowly
Norbert Tasev Jul 2021
In the complex fullness of moments, even a hesitant step can tread on a butterfly carelessly! With a swirling, frightened rainbow wing marching richly into proud freedom! Hesitantly tumbling, the lonely silence can also hurt: the eye perseveres searching for punctuation engraved in a wall, while the claw rays of the accompanying moonlight appear on a ominous veil of nights! We also deliberately closed the proud sighs of our eloquent words to our hearings!
 
In no man's land a wreath of thorns has been woven out of sorrow! Wounded resentment is more easily absorbed into the depths of the Spirit; the burden of accents can permeate every well-groomed, spicy sentence because it is throbbing and present, like a sick plague! As a child orphaned by ugly deeds: I am embarrassed with terrified eyes at the same time, and I do not know if you will be complimented by a merciful, angelic goodness in the manner of Don Quoijotek. "I can only let silent anyone I sincerely want!" My melancholy pleasure, immersed in lethargy, would still be good to share with the babysitter; in the captivating Universe, we could all be together even in the moods we can experience, and it would be unnecessary to further complicate the rules of our secret childish rhymes in a hundred ways!
 
The smallness of our details is often heard through the purities of decipherable communications; the latent curses of envy-jealousy are already crystallizing in the marshland of hateful temper! There is no longer much meaning in the word consolation, where human intention alone can make up tempers! - Disembodied anxious, great dreads in the depths of eternal-childish souls: the smell of rotting rot flows in prodigal hearts! Even in my few minutes of imagination, it was enough to marry misleading lies! It is better to get out at the very beginning from the protection of conceivable emotions, and let the snowman alone melt into the beautified memory of summer
Norbert Tasev Jul 2021
An aggressive world crowded with noise! We can listen to less and less soul-lifting, cheerful harmony! The everyday throbbing heartbeat of our existence also continues to knock purposefully! In our handshakes, a false, lazy consolation message, our human reality is often destroyed in our search for truth, tuned with faith! We will have a greedy urge to own us; from the yelling, threatening throats soon killer blade loud! - A cry of silence is barely audible, silent in the distance!
 
In the same way, the identity consciousness of our selfish defiance era is shattered by the non-merciful poultry ****! - The promised Hope that it is and will make sense to persevere to the final limits with raised, stubborn heads is also more and more delayed! - In a crumpled self-doubt, how long can the selfish confrontation of the accountable Being last ?! Deliberately doubts everything from Reality dreams! A familiar, loving hand leans gently on the caress on the unbreakable wall of the expander, and he leads and encourages us with encouragement!
 
We are already capable of anything for small-scale recognitions! If necessary: let's tread, wade, and skip intentionally set barriers to Life so that only our egos can develop freely! In masks or exaggerated make-up concrete, we dare to look into the all-seeing eyes of others because we dread the awareness that our telltale gaze may unravel at any time unconcerned! - Trapped in desires and renunciations, our calculated lies benefit and we distort our own distorted souls in the hope of success!
 
Among the needs, the curse of superficial prosperity already promises everyone! Because of your role-playing, you are already afraid to look wolfishly at yourself in the secrets of crooked mirrors! This is how your self-defense is fulfilled!
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