SPIRAL STAIRS, MUSHROOM BARRIERS

 One cannot rest on mere, trivial details and secrets; zeal fuels one until goal and will meet. The failure or success that promises from close quarters can turn into contradictions at any time if the planned fulfillment cannot be realized on one's side. Incomprehensible blind Lacks often bind and fetter the spiral of thoughts racing through the gears of the brain, because as a secret silence - often - everyone is suffocated by some moment, a promised, unfulfilled word.

 Nowadays, everyone travels on separate spiral staircases and quite a lot of barriers grow like mushrooms, like a kind of temporary forbidden sign, which - as is well known - only apply to the average. As if there were more tiny islands than there were explorer Columbus ready to possess; with a prey-throwing alert intellect, many still prefer to play the servant-stupid, because what else could they be?! 

- There are those whose faces reflect tamed childishness back at us, like a startled, gentle sheep-sadness, while others blink like the leached gazes of an empty spectacle frame. Unpacked, imagined actions, kneaded into paper balls, destroy their determined selves, if there is no one left to take their side. 

The deliberately blind eyes of drying up sorrows rarely, if ever, bring comfort. Even equations on the ration board seem to have been distorted by themselves. The compromises that have just been negotiated, the chic-winners may end up in anything, because even being left behind whines if it does not bring a safe haven. Can there be an affordable value for enduring distrust?! The always appropriate, wise consideration also speaks eloquently of new five- to ten-year plans, but in vain.