Someone's legs, someone's caraway, peeling off the baked lava to which the black-mouthed tops are glued A faded voice that grinds in its millstones the plausibility of the posture of a bent sparrow Above the soft fruit he planted on the roof and it smokes, he retreats, hiding behind The shoulder dared to speak into the wall of brown suspended structures that barely hold From falling, rewarding them when time flies into the twilight, carrying them out on sheets There are too many outsiders to

Physical jealousy is more of a condemnation of oneself. Knowing what you yourself are capable of thinking about, you decide that she is thinking about the same thing. There is physical jealousy more self-condemnation. Knowing what you yourself are capable of thinking, you decide that she is thinking the same thing. Albert Camus The time is 23 minutes to five in the morning. Time to wake up with overflowing energy cylinders for light habitation.

Remember when Marvel launched an anti-spoiler campaign for Avengers: Infinity War last year? Then, before the premiere, a special video was released in which the leading actors asked the audience not to reveal details of the plot, after which a sweeping hashtag appeared: ThanosDemandsYourSilence (“Thanos demands silence from you”).

There are all the computer games and there is a crystal called Mor Utopia, a deep game that has raised game building to the level of a serious art. The genre allows you to combine classic forms with new ones: the passive viewer becomes a player, co-author and protagonist.

Isis, Nephthys, Selket and Nut defended the deceased before the judges. After this, the gods began to weigh the heart on the Scales of Truth: they placed the heart on one bowl, and the feather of the goddess Maat on the other.

President, the light of my life, the fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. President: the tip of the tongue takes three steps down the palate to hit the teeth on the third. Pre. Zee. Dent. You died yesterday. For what? Why? With us is the affectionate, beloved President, with our enemies is the formidable President, with our opponents is the cunning President, building multi-step plans. You left us. And now you are being carried in a coffin to the cemetery.