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Myth of the Crystal awareness

I write five-minute hate on pieces of paper stationery, lost somewhere in their myslyahoschuschueniyahstrahah .. How to untangle the knots of this tangle? How to get out of eternity in-/outputs state of uncertainty? Questions remain unanswered, a situation without a solution. No a part of me can not get a response from the other, we are all playing a hysterical a silence: "Well, what are you silent ?!!?" - Nuu .. I do not know." Illusions, guesswork, waiting for something there - it instead of clarity and harmony of thoughts ..
ready to surrender himself to scrap ..

Moles Greeting Rid Of Them

Orientation meeting hatred written on a square piece of paper stationery

Poor little man sat huddled in their fledglings. Fear. Maneuvered themselves in fear, in terror of his life, viscous swamp rotten routine. Who made a miserable existence? Each ...
rot - an inheritance of each. Rot still alive (although the word "live" out of place here). Perhaps people are the most pathetic creatures on the planet. And a lot sadder than that of the mirror looks just exactly the same putrid substance. just knowing about it does not make it better ...

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From: miheevm
Who: ruin696dme
Subject: ...
Message: You Today I dreamed of. Both were in the park but our city is not even possible in our world, because although there were people - they are strangely behaved and they had strange interests. And in this osennnem park were booths in which sat a man who played music. So you're stuck in one of the freed and said that you do not like the fact that play here. And you put something with metal sound, slow and not native to this park. Then, like something happened that I knocked over this booth, and you're lying in it, as a child with a happy smile. Interesting dream))