LOOKING FOR TWO FOR GOOD

Like someone who falls on a swing, dizzy, certainly with a square, held with an executioner's rope, yet almost torn off, I leave my days like broken shards. It would be nice if all the problems and millions of problems fell out of me once and for all; a whole series of stolen romances, Immortal-Overall feelings, less and less bread for the next ten scarce decades.

Once upon a time, I - like everyone else - was dragged on a leash by goals, plans, formulas of dreams, haunted from behind to the front. Halfway between Distance and Time, the more real Essence has always been lost; the falsifying arguments of two types of deception have been straining against each other for quite some time. The consequences of getting rich quickly take the simple, i.e. bribeable, person from false phrases to wasteful promises. The vile Reality below the surface still eloquently and featheringly calls its unsuspecting victims to itself, and anyone who says otherwise is either a fool or just lying!

Anyone who does not want to fall down at lightning speed - he is afraid - can only go underground: to the darkening, underworld home of moles and worms. The scientific deductive conjecture is also regularly undermined by one or another propaganda preacher, Kelj Fel Jancsi, not a single reasonable explanation can be traced!

 The intentional deceiver - although he is exposed - does not receive his deserved punishment, because many people spin on two faces, like the spinning blind luck or the earth! - And while Being would still rotate with difficulty and rust, the bubbling rain channels are now regularly full; so much for the seedlings! Richer crops rot. I would look for my lean life between two extremes, what else is left: the golden glass tiles of Happiness that can be found often leave me or just fool me.