Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
13.12.05 - this date is above the handwritten text on the cover of the "Dracula" book. That text ends with "I love you!". Like broken glass - gets into all inside parts of me, like an illness moves along all possible ways, like poison stops thoughts' motion.
N o t a n y m o r e.
"The cage is stronger than the wolf, but it's hard for him to accept" (c) Olga Pulatova. Mentioned this condition and the expression in the last talk with the German Prince. Things can really be stronger - or bigger - they have such a great size that it's impossible to move them or influence in any other ways. Like those ancient statues scientists still doubt about - they can't get how people created them. I feel it's not only me who has a perception like that at the moment. I have it forever, but this minutes, minute, hour or hours can be the time of a short "oneness" status - when at least 4 of my friends (I know this for sure about them) feel sth around this.
People of the past seem to be more intelligent than modern ones. And the past itself looks like a fairy-tale that had not been read to the end because of _____________ (connection problems, a fire in the house and the burnt book, torn out pages etc...). Now it's over and nothing can be done.
Nobody to meet and wait, nobody to send a message without a reason and with a few short words. No more hope. And what could be if I stayed healthy? ...
The game I'm playing, the one WE are playing - is a way of an escape from reality. When the play is over - we get back to what and how we really are.

I love making you laugh.
This lets me remember how it was - to laugh.
" A sad clown is making somebody laugh -
Being happy is his job..." (c)
N o t a n y m o r e.
"The cage is stronger than the wolf, but it's hard for him to accept" (c) Olga Pulatova. Mentioned this condition and the expression in the last talk with the German Prince. Things can really be stronger - or bigger - they have such a great size that it's impossible to move them or influence in any other ways. Like those ancient statues scientists still doubt about - they can't get how people created them. I feel it's not only me who has a perception like that at the moment. I have it forever, but this minutes, minute, hour or hours can be the time of a short "oneness" status - when at least 4 of my friends (I know this for sure about them) feel sth around this.
People of the past seem to be more intelligent than modern ones. And the past itself looks like a fairy-tale that had not been read to the end because of _____________ (connection problems, a fire in the house and the burnt book, torn out pages etc...). Now it's over and nothing can be done.
Nobody to meet and wait, nobody to send a message without a reason and with a few short words. No more hope. And what could be if I stayed healthy? ...
The game I'm playing, the one WE are playing - is a way of an escape from reality. When the play is over - we get back to what and how we really are.

I love making you laugh.

This lets me remember how it was - to laugh.
" A sad clown is making somebody laugh -
Being happy is his job..." (c)
This is HTVI - Happy TV International.
And guys.... I've met very few who can write correctly. Stupid mistakes are exremely annoying. As well as surprised faces when I say sth in English or German...