AMATEUR, VILE FIGURE

A person's time can be marked by public, recycled, service numbers, but the actual working hours are less so. Do the actual numbers ask what his health condition was like, constantly suffering from immunodeficiency, constantly falling ill from one place to another throughout his life? Why did his pretty-exotic bride leave him? And is the so-called Why didn't even family relatives want to support, coddle, or help of their own accord?!

Why did the prices of basic foodstuffs have to be drastically increased every day according to their whims, but in such a way that everyone only squats for their own profit?! - It's an all-too-recurring question, but one that no one wants to answer anyway. An emergency call will soon arrive via mobile phone or online, as anyone who has a double heart attack should be prepared for everything and be careful, but the ambulance was still half an hour late and the life-saving heart massage and artificial ventilation did not start until ten minutes later.

You are a shrinking, throat-tightening number, an invisible little addition within a System, because it is indispensable. The body is often more like a restraining prison-cage, while the Spirit would prefer to soar independently, or to find itself and fulfill itself. While waiting in mouse-gnawed hospital clinics, they stole from pajama-clad patients by tying travel cards to their shoes.

He hopes in vain for an unselfish, helping hand as a solid support, since the unspoken "gratuity" floats unconsciously everywhere." This is how the vulnerable, left-on-alone person plunges into the invisible presence; he knows and feels that the selfish virus of his poverty infects others, so at least they deliberately avoid it from a decent distance, and if there is any festive occasion, after mutual promises, the dog does not visit it either.