they might have grazed in my eye pond,
Obscurity lingers,
Personalized, Customized,
A negative odyssey,
Or ponder what you feel,
Too straightforward,
Thoughts are amorphous,
This room is new once again,
violet dotted green Dolphins are licking the window;
Stop licking it,
Cease being here, or what should I wish?
Ah, humanity, a complex web of flawed beings,
Lost in self-centeredness,
blinded by false grandeur;
Unveiling their true nature,
a singular skill emerges selfishness.
I can see dolphins around my armchair:
they are watching this direction;
They have submerged into the wall.
Thus they exist between This and That;
They could be the border,
Yet it does not exist;
I lost them
A paper sheet lies abandoned on the ground,
nothing on it,screamingly without agony
no more profound meaning.
We should express love for others as if we don't; we are strangers.
The positivistic idiocy
And the pseudo-love
Blended by incessant stimulation of volition,
It is such a ridiculous property of us
The flow of information,
Mainly unnecessary,
Irrelevant and propagandistic information.
Or trash. Or trash.
You cannot concentrate for longer than two seconds;
you are on the right path;
to back
Laugh, enjoy or experience an orgasm.
Then move on to the next pleasurable thing.
You are a genius.
You should share your ingenious ideas on social media,
it is mining you, collecting you, loving you.
Become an influencer;
capture a photo of your happiness and success,
Your illness or your car, and share it.
That is so special, is not it?
be successful
That's normal. You are unique.
You should be happy because you deserve it,
Go on holiday. Travel somewhere,
tourism is an aromatic spice in our rotten,
Or attend a music festival.
Just enjoy.
Eat animals.
Fly.
Life is a massive yes-chestnut; it is a constant self-love,
And you should revel in it.
All good.
Everything is perfect.
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