FLAT INVENTORY

End and Beginning were never so crystal clear, clear here, just like Death or Birth; Double spiral of Alpha and Omega; because - whether we like it or not - we are now all in debt. Someone takes their birth mother's life involuntarily with their birth, while others, tormented by sins and transgressions, like the sinking shipwrecked Odysseus, want to thrive in Existence, which is constantly bumping into a coral reef of barriers and obstacles.

One of the important but pathological rewards of reason is that while even the most food-loving person involuntarily gets bogged down in his petty, small-scale things: either because of what was offered to him in advance by a higher management, or precisely because he regularly compromises with himself and becomes a compromiser. Romance also looks very much like one of the patents of the Universe that can be owned and easily obtained, which is enough simply to be mastered so that Man can be happy and satisfied for a few hours.

But what about the deeper hidden context contents; with the happy-sad true pearls of tears, which are created and created in the depths of heart cups, and which regularly break, like the fading glass tiles, which some people always step into twice, injuring their blood-stimulated feet.

- Unfortunately, the passage of time is counting down its circles in us, either one way or the other, and our dust-smelling mortality cannot be a perfect Whole, or complete, even if our days are numbered and kept clear, because the common Nirvana-Nothing animates not only the cosmogony of the Whole , - but also the antitheses of our organs-molecules, and while the disease, like some harmful, sneaky little worm, chews and eats inside us, who will remember us that everyone was a separate Island, what good was a mountain peak on this muddy Earth?!