Thoughts In Abstract

The void of my existence could not be filled by neither love, nor achievement. Compared to the vast emptiness the likes of all that could bring happiness shrunk out of proportion, until it deserved no consideration at all. No feat is important enough, nobody's love invigorating enough and the solution to the problem eluded me. My deep suspicioun- the problem was encoded in my very nature, eliminating it seemed impossible. However, if there is a phenomenon so persistent and beyond logic, it was my hope for improvement. This was the world's trick for keeping me in the race- the unmotivated hope which would wither with each disappointment and push me forward a second after to try again and again. I am forever moving, forever searching and never quite satisfied! What an ugly trick! My finite days on Earth are the only thing separating me from the perpetuum mobile.

Hans The German

Hans the German thinks he can play the guitar and sing. So all the girls listened patiently.

- My father, he was a..travelling a lot when young. He learned guitar and he teach me...

- Hans. Do you have boobs?

-...No.

- Do you have a vagina?

- ...um, no.

- Don't waste my time then!

Н13

те ми казват, че не мога

аз им казвам, че не знам

и в апатията си сме доволни хора.

работим колкото да има

капитализма с лъжица го гребем

ядем като прасета

докато не умрем.

randomized space

- The Internet told me that that's called love.

- The Internet is wrong sometimes.

Kids, remember to use your genitals well! You can build a professional future on genitals!

"след време ще осъзнаеш, че не съм била част от проблема ти, а негова жертва"

Не по-добър продукт! По-добра реклама! Никога не можеш да подцениш клиентите си!

- The best transvestites come from England.

- I think that's largely due to the accent.

в минало време

всички пътища изминати

всички чувства споделени

с детска стъпка не ни приближиха

за теб останах си отвъд

ти крачка към мен

аз две назад

дали танцуваме не зная...

(или може би се дебнем?)