mediocrity [Theme]

Our city is really sexual, it was worth a look in the window, and there are a hundred fifty shades of grey.

Time
in characters to understand!
People - cogs.
People - cogs...
I myself cog was.
Tried!
Was submissive.
Barely visible.
My life
to pay for it!
I like the spring,
spin!
To believe century.
And with you
bow,
people-cogs,
people-us.
Destined
your way,
the appointment of each
issued.
And don't hat on you
and hats.
Cap screws,
hats
cogs!
You snakebites,
you rust,
do
all that you specified.
And in their uniqueness
believe it!
However,
it's not necessary.
Still oblamayut desperate!
Anyway, you should stay
where screwed, -
in Primus,
in an hour,
in the tap,
in the lid of the toilet.
Set so.
It should be.
And -
do not dwell on this topic...
Hail
vinicna psychology!
Reign slogan:
"None of our business!"
Let it sounds
like a revelation!
Let the road
name in vain!..
I
do not believe,
even burn, -
don't believe
dumb
mentiony mind!
I humility
not jealous
but the era
trying to understand, -
I don't believe
what is the cogs
with a menacing space
fraternized.
They
turning gray over formulas
and children swaddled with care.
Before sensitive
microphones
speak with the planet mad.
And cars are amazing.
And inconsolably in love...
I don't believe
what is the cogs
on the shoulders
our land hold!..
In the middle of the twentieth century
flies
rusty symbols...
Be happy,
People!
People are smart.
The people are strong.

Ended Sunday, a warm autumn Sunday, naviavia pleasant languor, despondency and emptiness again approached Sosuke. Tomorrow he will go to the service, will, as always, rested to pull his strap, and so day after day, until next Sunday. Thinking about it Sosuke painfully felt sorry irretrievably bygone days, and he felt even sharper grey boredom of his own life. Now the whole world is in front of his eyes covered a large dull room with a tiny window, through which almost did not penetrate the sun, the faces of the colleagues and boss and his voice: "Nonaka-San, just a minute."

The more dullness, so it is brown.

Mediocrity is diluted darkness.