Who stares in front of you

  
With a beneficial effort, more and more people are now smiling and grinning. Because everyone - back then - consoled themselves with the sight of a knife, or waved their hands, fought with deed and anger, sooner or later the tormented fear will devour everyone! The terrifying ecstasy of the stealthy night descends voluntarily on the heart, if it is honest. The accelerated decay of the personality occurs sooner in the presence of brainwashed idiots.

They can hardly leave the wandering souls alone to unite with the mass of the planet. The automatism of an over-regulated perception of life nips candlelit, romantic love in the bud, or the instinctual harmony that flirts with Everything. Roaming on the surface of time-axes, neither the friendly Sisyphus nor the conquering Don Juan gets stuck in recurring dream situations, and instead of vision, the stories of characteristic or typical events split and emerge from the workshops of our minds that want to think.

Situations are usually always reproduced by our inhibitions and remorse. At best, damaged brains rarely begin to relax. Devilish convulsions trained in nervousness should not be unnecessarily fed aggressiveness, there is no power in fashionable unnecessary fear-mongering! Life creates hellish events even for a frail man. Prosperity or hard-earned luxury, like an infected gunshot wound, starts to stink and smell at the same time.

The fallen members of the Y-generation also become fossils just like the rest! Among the proliferating plants of maladies, the fattened sumos of suffering tease each other. Having been locked in for a long time, they even prey on what should be changed, like a mutton. The surprising essence is still created in this way. A staged movement here, a mechanical wrestling match there: players and puppets can only move together and at the same time. Existence always blows a retreat into itself, not being its choice!