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They say that people unpredictable, but in fact we cling to the familiar.
They say people are unpredictable. But really, we all love routine.

Resposables, people want to preserve themselves and at the same time losing myself.

Take a look at what we've become,
Nothing more than silhouettes of
A pretty family on a postcard
Picture perfect, I don't want it!
Look what we've become,
We are no more than silhouettes
Exemplary family postcard
I don't need you ...

Non-conformism - the desire to question what seems natural and accepted by all without a doubt, that is the opposition to all things - the necessary critical thinking person like a fish to water. What is the politicization of the intelligentsia? In a primitive protest against the existing order, in which the main thing - money and power. The ruling circles perceived this view as a challenge.

An insect pretending to be a branch of a tree to hide is in a vegetative stillness, the prototype of man, alienated conformism, not to be responsible for himself, an individual who engages General ideas or sentimental outpourings, just to come face to face with the facts and people.

Conformism is a very useful thing, the ability to prevaricate you need in life is much more than knowledge of the poetic heritage of Russia.

I hate those who cling to the fragile skeletons of human illusions - the social status, nation, race, Empire, the Church, the so-called unshakable scientific truth or family values. In the end, they still win.

We explained that to explore the outer space, too expensive, and the inside - too dangerous and we promised to make equal with God, but turned into a busy exhausting and meaningless vanity of a herd of consumers who worship "idols of the hour."

All the people going in the same direction, they very quickly fall into the gutter sooner or later, if there is at least one who will say: "Let's go around the ditch on the other side."

Shut up. The bear breathes, and you can't! Proletarian suffering, and you're scared!

Conscious you're done, you can smell the masses, like an animal.

- I killed someone - complained to Claude. And not just a man, and a cyclist.
- Can report some news, ' said the Abbot. I saw your attorney. The guy turned out to be a conformist.

The world has changed. I have not noticed, huddled in their cramped, cosy, secure shell.