Life-finances

Human life today is increasingly panic-stricken. It is as if it has been assembled from hurricane elements into a false, temporary Order, to shape and destroy in a trinity of career, fame and greed. Hidden behind covert courting intentions, flirtatious, seductive, insidious proposals are immediately detectable. The bribeable, money-hungry soul has also been transformed into a thin shell of algae in unventilated swamps. 

Wrinkle-free, blinding toothpaste moths willingly want us to believe that there can still be a point to the sweetness of romance. The glamour of a talmudic suggestion superstitions the eager slaves' workaholic wills daily: they have appropriated the exotic spectacle - whenever they wanted to.

Shrieking stars, watchful rodents mop incessantly, arm-in-arm. Wounds, unhealed tragedies, have recently been inflicted by the persistent exposure of private lives. They proclaim as star presenters a bunch of burnt-out nobodies who can't even be up to their literary best. The smirking finocchins of Existence are always busting loopholes until they skim off the promising profits. Their salted lark-tongues are only allowed to sing sentimental, merry songs, otherwise they are forced to leave quickly because of couched words.

And when the vertical spine is stretched daily as news, only the hoarsely grunting can manage to get along, and everyone is humiliated and dragged down, made traitors by the horizontal gravity closer to the yellow earth. - It crawls up like poison in everyone's livelihood, like some apostate parasite. In closed cage-half-circles, even those who believe they have nothing to lose will be squeezed!