SYNTHESIS

Already drifting further and further away: not only from Life, from the microcosm of Existence, to which it would still be good and advisable to hold on faithfully - but also from the camp of the cheap, wretched horde-human blue, deliberately avoiding, far away. Executioner Time already kneads our molecular cells every day, and later discards them completely as useless cripples.

The immobility of dreams might still be necessary so that we can forget the thin, lying-tin reality. The same neutral, multi-classed Lack receives its innocent victims, because more and more people are blindly hitting the thinned membrane wall of an invisible Life. Just hitting back and forth without support, just like a bouncing ping-pong ball in Space and Time, as if the theory of relativity had been rewritten. Expanse has long since been abolished, only bird-bone bodies hang on the horizons of empty spaces, some permanent, indifference-smelling, vile arrangement, with which they have nothing to do, is becoming more and more slag-free, but they act and cultivate it just for that reason.

Misunderstood, manipulative, condescending pseudo-gestures between people, which are increasingly difficult and difficult to decipher. - something is deliberately excluded from the Space-Time continuum, just like Man. Phantom pain darted here and there into the aching and buzzing limbs. - Why is it boring-existential that Man compromises in the end and offers himself up to one tempting occasion, to begging-consolation of meaningless promises?! It moves into their everyday life, like some kind of present but invisible signal. Inexorable All the powerful, petty chess games take place in One-point! The idealism of free-thinkers should not be lost, even if this is the only way to ease the stubborn, tyrannical self-consciousness!