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I've been through this many times. I carried humility like an evil little garaboncia of resentment. The heavy shackles of despised destruction, secret..
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Naïve, self-doubt confidence left over from childhood can hardly be nurtured in the Spirit; so it's a bit more adult with me, now it's still tens..
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The Present hardly rocks us like a rocking cradle, our wasteful pasts have been twisted in the same way by the Hangman-Time. The dust of the roads, ju..
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Like someone who has been stuck here for a long time and killed the fetus of creation from dead times, he can no longer die or even thrive in his old ..
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Wanting to forget his nightmares and shadows, from waking up disillusioned, a person is constantly left alone, if only there is no one by his side. Th..
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Now I still try to faithfully and humanly practice the life-rhythm of the time of day in the silence that has been familiar for years; the world of di..
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In this world, the sobering, lying and false admonitions of the human head are heard, behind the windows you can still clearly see the alley-smelling,..
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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 healt..
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When my chewed-up bones will soon be laid before decomposing worms and beetles, will and blind luck will still flicker on top of the rich, undeserved ..
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Is it the gene, or the compromising, manipulative consciousness that is ready to shape itself, that is ready to encourage the frail man to make the ir..
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