Analysis of TIME WASTE

On Age's table, Time-crumbs are now scattered everywhere; it is not possible to determine exactly who, when, dares to put how much into his own pocket! Poisoned, mischievous little ants are constantly carrying and carrying around day after day - eventually all the bottomless barrel-pockets will soon be empty. Small trouble-soaked grids are holding, grinding hearts, career paths that devour strained nerves are no longer favorable to the average person, nor are bones - but manipulative interests are gnawing at his everyday life.

Can anyone sit down at the set, free table, or only the branch of V.I.P. guests who are always invited themselves?! Even so, there is more to the circumcision than the profit that barely went to the teeth; while staying inside, sharing is hardly possible in Ninn. In poisoned lives, where does the free spirit and thought arise?! They hardly speak for people now, as they did in the past, when tiny peoples lived peacefully and beautifully even next to each other; but now the power of the tyrant Caesars continues and strangles us in this unworthy decade.

Life only drips at most, and not always. The laggards - true to their habit - regularly fall out of the greasy pot benefits and the dog doesn't even say a word about them. - Not only the mere word, but also the actions of those who can be known as builders in language, have become the cry of a falcon; they'd be better suited to cleavers! Something took it out of the present Age a long time ago, and the Absence has long been bigger and more porous than any filth that has become unworthy, since the stretched manipulation turns petty profits for themselves.