When did humanity convert greed (or holding back without needing it) above personal reach? Greed above all, is justified by everything (such as by necessity and fear itself) and today, regardless of descent, a supposed inheritance or permanence in time, at least. It's not even a question of survival or supremacy... much less of happiness, just pleasure, lust (although the word itself can be many things), and power. Not a capacity but an ability to do something, but simply to hoard it, as part of what greed feeds. I finally cried for you. I hadn't done it, Beatrix, and there weren't many tears, but they were that couple necessary, enough. I did it while listening to a song. and then I slept, much more than I expected, but less than I needed. You always knew that I loved you. That I love you. And that was your power. Also my wish towards you. Marvelous. And in that wonderful way, I will say it so other words reach you, especially for those who only want to be satisfied with your body and your fiery: you are a wonderful woman. But I am not that for you, even though I am: a great man. Only true romantic love expresses itself in great and wonderful ways. And allows the loyalty of that desire.
After pleasure, that ecstasy, that orgasm, the human being reasons and finds the necessary questions and is faced with the necessary truth: the decay of an unsustainable system. After all the fears and anger, the same frustration gives the same answer or question that pleasure offers, only it is not only unsustainable but also undesirable and unbearable. The question then is how, and how tragic and dramatic this fall will be, how rapid despite the efforts to extend it by those privileged supported by the fearful rather than by their followers. He was not afraid, but he did want to command the hordes of hell or rather those human troops that the fallacy of the last empire had named as that which went against prosperity. Which one and whose? He was sure that humanity and life would win. But also that he would not reach that victory alive even though his heroism would allow that triumph. I would prefer to die, and that's how it would happen, so as not to see the post-war and the system's efforts to reestablish itself. - No one really dies, she told him in his arms. She was the last woman he made love to... and it's true, no one really dies,
It's not just ignorance or stupidity. It is also evil. An evil disguised thanks to stolen words and relativized meanings. What other species self-destructs and does not guarantee its inheritance? Even their common well-being? Reason has allowed non-violence and tolerance in the face of the intolerable. When observing this humanity, one would think that it would not lead to the tragedy of confrontation, but the hypocrisy is too much, and that but, recognizes and justifies the basic violent principle. However, there are those who believe in this humanity, that is another scenario. Could it be that the question and the (new) answer have already been posted? My muse, thanks for inspiring me. At the end of time, I will sleep waiting for that ship to find my lair, my tomb, my cradle. I want you to remember that not only did I call you my love, but you also were, you are.I will sleep, hoping that worse times will wake me up and that you will not be a memory. or something imagined because you are a muse. Your Name is a song and a war cry. You are a marvelous love. You, a nightmare."
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