Twilight gloomy scorching on extinct exteriors! In the inner soul — in abundance, the Sleeper fantasizes about dreams! The cross-section of the objects is still palpable and they keep talking to the person if you listen to them! In a cracked existence, he stops and looks away, pondering a blank eye, and "how to proceed?" - just guessing if you can answer! Even in tossed movements, the fear of being universal is petrified! Space-wind sways every day in the face of the persecuted innocents who have yet to learn to respect Man!
 
We can be close to ourselves and far from ourselves at the same time; timeless prejudice flares up from all disgusting gazes! A half-nailed, startled child in himself whispers to the Past; scream world pain ready to be destroyed in Nothing! And the moment of Finality is approaching! Hiding in the rocky den of homes - yet receptive to conscious solitude - where you can know and feel: no one can disturb you with evil criticism and sayings!
 
Just as the unspeakable thought of refusing is no longer necessary for one who has remained a free thinker! The real wisdom is much more the conoculent defiant silence stuck outside every circle, and yet knowing everything: contingent, but in an intermediate state! - The inner soul retires silently into the Conflict's denied calm in order to condemn the computational compromise! We should learn to recognize the more hidden sounds of the body, to feel the sacred truths of our guessing words with our fingertips!
 
Shocking words many times they are all lying! It is only purposeful to empathize in the primeval forest of subtle nerves with sincere empathy! Start s End condenses!