Let's have another, non-hateful, but somewhat cathartic session.
I participate in live streams, and in one broadcast I saw a wounded deer; we share an enemy, it was moving very timidly.
To the woman looking for a manager, listen to me for a moment; I acted angrily towards the "cherry woman," I wasn't even aware of it, I wanted to attract attention, but it opened a small wound in her soul. This wasn't what I wanted. The woman's dances were interrupted, I wonder what happened? I haven't participated in her live streams for a long time, more than a year. This is cruel behavior, an action born of fear. Tell her this: if a woman doesn't want something, expecting a man to do something she doesn't want is a logical fallacy. Men sometimes walk straight ahead.
The requests in the single are prayers made from the heart, not forced; it's literature, a pseudonym, an idiom. Love being poetry in the heart. If you ever find yourself in a difficult situation, don't hesitate to act with good intentions. When your mood isn't angry, you'll be met with good intentions. Act before fear wounds your heart... The dancing woman's genes are different from yours.
I want to talk to the woman in this house and resolve my problem; she hurt me. A wound opens another wound, eternity and thoughtlessness. Her husbands possess a deep self-confidence and an impartial hostility; you can't live in the same house with an enemy. I've tried everything, it's a pity, she's an overly introverted woman, acting like a rabbit in every conversation. I had some fun with her at one time, and some took it seriously, carrying family issues into her work life...
So, for some reason, I'm trying to soften my heart by explaining, searching for meaning, for purpose. Whether my enemies know about this search for meaning in me or not, the fact that I'm still concerned about some incomprehensible force controlling us makes the enemy line go on the defensive.
Let's put these worries aside for a moment: who married whom, had children, grew up, became successful, gained potential. Believe me, these questions and their answers are a source of worry for every person. Mature people pursue their goals and worry about the obstacles that will come their way. I had a few goals, and I see that a few unnecessary forces have drawn lines in my path.
For example, a man living two streets away inflicts deep wounds on you, separates you from your loved ones, and does it fearlessly. Even knowing his beliefs, the fact that he acts against them should scare you and make you back down, and then he expects you to continue your life as if nothing happened. This is incredibly humiliating. But a considerable amount of time has passed, a 20-year period. It seems like he's taken someone away from you who entered your life to inflict wounds.
It was very clear that the woman was manipulating things, lying, and acting hypocritically. For some reason, I couldn't resist; most of her desires were fulfilled. She found the fulfillment of these desires magical and became accustomed to it, eventually going mad.
I was still dreaming, like a drunkard, wanting a balance. I wanted someone to tell me the truth without stealing or interfering with my inner voice.
Why would I want to waste time with you and inflict such deep wounds on my mind? That's madness. We understand that problems arise from desires, like "you wanted it, it happened; I wanted it, it didn't," these petty, childish jealousies. If we draw a line in our lives and move forward within that line and mission—and if we can even move forward—then these petty jealousies won't exist.
Years ago, I know I was very happy when I earned serious money from a project I didn't announce. I know my advantages were very high; I didn't have to worry about making money, people were respectful and tolerant, at least there were legal rights. This potential, 100 million clicks in 4 years, was like an atomic bomb exploding; the cheeses applauded this event.
Now, three days ago, I released a single, and a video service shut down my live stream and essentially threatened me.
Ultimately, the people who angered him were also artists in this society. The unique energy in his ear made him feel sorry for himself, so he took this action, and in the end, these two deep pits closed themselves.
That's why some people who stick their noses into your life don't know and don't question.
It's sad that I'm serving this cheese; I only eat one kind of cheese, grown in our own country. This is the only type of cheese I eat, and I'm not a person who jokes yet.
We talked about a woman who committed a sin and accused me. This accusation created an obstacle, a chain reaction.
I shouldn't accuse her, but these people acted extremely dangerously and treacherously, whereas 5 years ago we were so happy, I think...
Believe me, I don't want to find myself in a criminal world again, but the trouble following me is bothering me; someone needs to get rid of this trouble...
This trouble has spread everywhere. They told me it will be gone in 2 years. It's very sad that my life is hanging by a thread for another 2 years. This isn't a jungle, but people whose tasks are finished are still living in my country.
I don't care about right or left; I don't kneel to anyone...
Play your games bravely...
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