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All I wanted was for a single and eternal moment to stop, like a finger held up, the silently rolling cog of being. They made a hole in action and in action by the useless trials of days. Their deliberate blindness has long been drawn upon themselves – in vain every pretended, direct word of help on social networking sites, if a coveted sum of money gets stuck on the way. Great heroes, Prophets, if any, were wiped out by the Infernal fiasco of materialism.

It doesn't matter today whether a common, vital affair or a cultural exclamation point matters at all: a single word shines in anointed-hypocritical glory, hand in hand with deceitful, lying promises even to the simpler ones who can be deceived! -He comforts me with fictional luxury dreams, propaganda-sounding slogans at the same time, he keeps me on tabloid channels in public displays cheesy-faced, fit-out macho, cheeky, rude bum-jerk.

It is necessary to laugh, because for the younger generations, the history they have experienced is just a smafu-taboo; it has become an idiotic, no-nonsense topic of conversation. Who the hell would be interested in the Mohacsi disaster or the tartar invasion, when the germs of Humane manners are limited daily by unnecessarily hiding laws, and even servile machine-men, smiling idiots rule everything and everyone!

A repeated, ephemeral, minute-man-like success marks it as a stupid compass towards the simpler Little People. In this small country, ten years of hard, tensioned knowledge-soul education are no longer worth much; as a syrupy, dumbed-down host of a talk show, a brainwashed celebrity with a new choral intelligence is playing nice, giggling in the crossfire of watching screens. - Like the ever-croaking, ominous crow, I will be there in every word of protest, condemnation, locked in eternity.