PATH-CIRCLE-CURVES
We cannot know whether existence will return to itself, like those spirally curled concentric circles which would show Infinity, yet cast rather Hangman's loops. The logarithm of cells, molecules, instincts bites its own tail like a snake, but it is not yet certain that a 360-degree turn is the winning combination.
Even after Einstein, The Secret, mysterious symbol of space-time unity may be changing and expanding just as much, only mortal man cannot notice it in any way. Now the focus is no longer on the individual, but on the insidious material interest, as the God of money; it encloses, completely excludes from itself. Man deliberately excommunicates himself, for his envelope-loneliness forbids him to confide in anyone sincerely and openly.
The scumbag of the Universe comes close to the ground almost palpably, like a sewer fire of filth and filth, which is swept away by the compromising foam of the old Danube. Free-light of thoughts why? that he'd already run away from here a long time ago?! Instinct and common sense - fearfully-are already creating together a solid, massive conspiracy; Procrustes ' bed could not be shorter! The shortest distance between two points is a shouting gap.
Today man is forced to Falantser; he is surrounded by a devil-lock structure like animals; the Chain Bridge of keyed-hands is no longer breathable to vote for confidence, for the"I" is also lost from the truth! - You're paying triple duty, you're taking life like a crazy Pontifex, and you still don't know how and how if you want to survive!
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Written on February 26, 2024
Submitted by oasev on February 25, 2024
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