The voice of the unclaimed mind.Голос невостребованного разума

It only seems that you are the master of your destiny…

You only hear what is around you but it seems to you that you think…

You only just watch the world but it seems to you that you rule it…

You believe that it is you who reached out his hand for the life-giving water but it is your key cells which call for it…

You are simply a man who got wet while caught in a heavy shower but it seems to you that you can feel your body…

You believe that you are a kind soul who is giving a coin to a beggar standing on the edge of life but you are just an event of human fortune being in one same boat of existence…

You think that you are surrounded with kind smiley faces but in fact it is a day-to-day dream game…

You trust the words said but they are just a weapon that other people use against you…

You think that you are working for a good cause but your work is skillfully used by others…

It seems to you that you will be protected by laws which you follow but these laws are issued by others and they will turn against you when you trust in their support…

You are respected by close people who surround you but once you leave them they forget about you and sigh with relief…

They cook tasty health-giving food for you but it costs you way too much like some good poison does….

Well-wishing people will build a beautiful house for you but it will turn into a heavy lead stone on your hands tired of work…

They think of you when you are ill so you will not cease to carry your burden further, for the illusionary odd concepts of power….

Those around you will think of you with affection when you do not need anything already…

You have your friends with you when you greet them with a smile standing firmly on the bridge of life…

The joy of being is with you when you still believe that life is beautiful….

Spring air will surround you until your feet feel the mud of impassible roads…

White infused snow will surround you until your blood appears on it…

No one will note your conscience since others do not have one…

There will only be room for you inside the earth when you decide to die because those around you will not let you fly up into the happy heaven…

Your brain will remain unclaimed since some thought may emerge inside your eyes…

Your ashes will be left behind since they may remind one of rational life’s fantasies…

Your ego is too kind to survive among others….

Your ego is different from the ego of others and in such a way it can infect them… 

Your name cannot be given to other people or else you will be resurrected…

Your way cannot be followed by others or else many will be left with nothing to do…

Others should not live off your pleasures or else everybody will become a god…

The ones in love will become happy through your troubles and that means that the evil of others will remain unclaimed….

Children will feel joy through your troubles and that means that others will not see their tears…

Your dreams cannot come true on earth or else others will feel the meaning…

Your steps should get lost or else others will follow you….

Автор: magsaund

Образование высшее, экономист. Живу осмысленно, имею привычку думать самостоятельно, т.к. всегда учусь чему то и имею свое мнение, и понимаю, что каждый несет свою ношу. Если ноша бросается, начинаются плохие привычки.

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