CRUSHING CALVARY

Secretly in the brain preparing for the calvary of dreams, where not only thoughts but more idyllic memories of the past wander, it could have seemed so simple, easy, if two hearts could be aware of each other and did not have to deal with the superficial, exhibitionism separately as a mere formality. How good it was to fall almost floating, like compressed air, into the wasteful void, knowing; there will be no problem, because they will hold your hand.

Still, why did the honest-loyal expression on the face turn into a shocked and surprised scream, when an unexpected break-up caused him to slip away involuntarily?! - Now encrypted cave systems are now straining against each other; on a give-and-take, get-give basis, many times one after the other they think they are just scratching their heads, because they have been destroyed by the World, which will never forgive them! They dig their tiger claws more and more into the distance system, and this is already suspicious.

In the fierce surveillance crossfire of micro-cameras, ordinary "someones" walk in a duplicated procession one after the other, like unsuspecting ants or even wax dolls, and they can't even guess what else has to happen on the distant threshold of the third millennium?! to bend their panting, dying heads on their endless laps, because now even the precious, offered minutes are drowning in oppressive heat - it can be said to be unnecessary, it seems like a motor activity - apparently completely aimless - when couples collect shells on the soft laps of beaches, yet this says so much more than any words, and for all certain and eternal emotions, the idleness of nothingness seeps into the intentionally indifferent confusion of Reality!