Inside Napping all!!! There is no feeling of life. Painted with care and learnt to habits daily movements stopped the thought process. There is no need to develop, the hopelessness catatoga range of events and responsibilities depress their cycles. Circling years I remember the phrase "How time flies". Watch not fly, they primatyvajutsja click awakening alarm and the plant night. The race for benefits, and fashion trends, clouding the last landmarks. Benchmarks in the form of booze, buy a car and the green paper evolved into the last frontier, the maximum level of the flow of thought. But, benchmarks only sets the level of the finished floor above the room air, the walls and ceiling, going through the corridors of a vast skyscraper, breathtaking in its versatility and capabilities. And the walls of the city, the planet, the universe...! But ruthlessly self-set level limit in liquid cement-sand mixture, and gradually solidification, never lets go of its borders.
There is no limit to improvement and personal growth. The level of domestic joy and short-term possession of the new thing, scores fantasy and desire to the floor. Is more than a new t-shirt or Mercedes instead of a Volvo. Elevated to the rank of deity a piece of metal or piece of cloth, becomes a slave on their own. At the same time for their whole life and did not meet their requests!!! The absurdity of the situation is obvious! Don't need austerity, but the everyday murmurs before purchasing one or another, impoverishes the soul. The paradox in the fact that this chase kills time and leads to a cemetery with nothing. Die bare and not lived!!! What prevents it to realize?