SelfPub: Meal Rebel. Page 7

If the people going to heaven, do not lose this state as boredom, and they will tear it down.

Who can be called the most brutal killer - one who shoots a gun or someone who came up and collected the gun?

Too early to be disappointed in life. Everything is easy: what you do not want to get and dream about what did not see it. Unnecessary. It is like a blanket that is impossible to shake off. Love is intangible. Not you first, not last. I like walking around the store with things that somebody already wore. Try on, then remove and put into a new place. I'm the same. I guess I'm a sock.

People eat popular belief, digest them, and then shove your fingers in your mouth, let it out and show it, saying that this is their own opinion.

Childhood loneliness gradually enveloped me, like liquid. I was suffocating, but now has grown gills and can breathe, playfully exploring all the depths and heights of that infinite ocean.

Down with arithmetic. The only real zero.

Fear everywhere. We were born in it, came out of him and follow him. He always mutates and manifests itself in completely different spheres of our life. Sometimes we do not even suspect that they are afraid, give this condition over another, sometimes positive, because it entails a kind of reaction that often helps in solving a particular problem. As in the case of a fight: you hit because you're afraid to get the first face to lose. Aggression arising from fear helping you. But the fact is you pissed your pants, because again, not strong enough in this area.

Aggression experience only cowardly people who are not confident in their abilities, trying to prove the opposite: as the pug barking at wolfhound. Finding the strength, lost the fear to show weakness.

I always to the bone hated training. With the first class. It seemed that the things we are taught is junk, designed to in the future to make us slaves of the system, mindlessly serving the country. And the worst part is that the majority understands and voluntarily signed by all, whether choice without having either the courage not to know. The other part is: those who do not understand this - they have dementia and they need help.

Destroying anything, you feel some release. I first felt it when I fought.

The world we have constructed in my mind - radically different from the real universe. But what other choice do we have? Disgusting Ego companies no longer need in the search and knowledge of truth. It merely invents a new, completely delusional, leplae one religion with another, virigina new norms of behavior, by which the chains of slavery only get stronger, however, the single perception of the vulgar whispers, as if freedom is so close that we just need to reach out and touch it. And the one who single-handedly goes to travel in search of pure, Holy truth, in the end, loses his way, falls down on the bridge between truth and fabrications, and groans, valyas with the others. Those who already have their Ottonel. Now they just lay there, occasionally mumbling.

The fact that people need a tragedy. Always and everywhere. And as soon as they receive it - relish it greedily. Until the last squeeze of misadventures all the juice, and then splash their grief all in a row, putting her on display. Compassion like that is unacceptable.