I DO NOT UNDERSTAND
I cannot understand those for whom inactivity, smiling, wild-eyed idiocy is sweet, ecstasy intoxication, strait-jacket stupor. In Eden's paradise, sipping beer, languishing in indifference, and doing nothing in the manner of a slave. The expressionless, baby smile of indifferent, yet worldly days; value-wasted, stupid intellect.
The exploding inactivity of deliberately relaxed bearing brains, the frivolous flouting of interests, the existence of some swamp-smelling sea-bottom mud; don't worry about what you have left to yourself, because it is still enough for others. Idle indifference is different, because for me even seeming inaction is an eternal spur to action! With his question-and-answers, he interweaves the world with his everyday information as a thoughtful newscaster. For me, the smiling idiocy is a shipwrecked consciousness floundering in the chasms of frivolity; where saws and raw materials were deliberately run out so that an escape could be found towards the sea bays that were being prepared.
Who else can cast new trust in the hope-tomorrows that are always called for more?! It wouldn't be an irresponsible step to fight daily until judgment day in duels of ever-renewing, self-consuming disappointment! Myself with pathetic moral-watcher tendencies, like the dedicated cultural hermit; I still appreciate your inner efforts to stigmatized souls more than those who indulge in hypocritical sermons like rascals who voice the selfish voices of anti-demagogues.
Can there be a second chance even in a restart with dignity? Some kind of question mark call, throat-suffocating talkative silence - for me, this is the holy word of itemized action! A tough debate - nowadays - and less and less, if it follows, if people-stupid crabs will have any responsibility at all in the near future!
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Written on April 10, 2024
Submitted by oasev on April 09, 2024
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