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1. We are in the womb of materialism, in a cocoon of illusions of fear, where slaves are born. 2. Deja vu karmic, infantile nostalgia New neurons of thinking are formed in the anatomy of philosophy, evolutionary maturation is formed. In the bathysphere, the bottomless depth of philosophy is cognized with the unknown flora and fauna of evolutionary thinking. More and more often, one can feel the deja vu karmic, infantile nostalgia of romance keeps us in the karmic merry-go-rounds and the swing of childish stubbornness and cheerful fear. Where love finds eternity in the nostalgia of romance, a sense of the pricelessness of the moments. We remain in the past during life and after life. where we feel déjà vu as we are ghosts. Consciousness matures with each new life, and subconsciousness is a piggy bank of nostalgia. Reincarnation and the wheel of samsara is the kindergarten of infantilism and childhood fears. This is a time loop of a philosophical lesson in life. Incubator and cocoon of growing up. Amnesia lowers everything into oblivion, and life turns into nothingness, and only intuition is the navigator of genius and maturity in eternity. Life is not enough to understand its laws of variability, there are only theories. Only the evolution of fear and selfishness is possible. Science and culture are useless without knowledge of the future. 3. The game leads to the logical end of the cycle. From one playful, infantile mindset of manipulation of populism to another. All modes change as the design and graphics of the game reality change. 4. We are limited by the illusion of materialism in the small screen of marketing It's amazing how we are constrained by the illusion of materialism in the small screen of marketing. Nature seems to be endless as the earth is round. With its abundance and originality in colors. There, in natural landscapes, freedom of thought and the flight of poetry like birds in the sky. Computers suck life out of us as well as materialism. In nature, we feel the infinity of life, in the harmonious cycles of rebirth. The world is so gigantic and the screen is so small. Nature as the best decor for life. Sweet dream of life in nature. Life seems full, and the soul is full of happiness and romance. No urban autism. 5. Poetic beauty of a Kazakh woman You are my hot attraction, I do not control myself at all. I want to cling to you with my love like a leech. From your appearance, the impotent will get up, anyone will feel like a romantic. You are the eternal inspiration of romance. This is how your image sounds poetic in the bright colors of epic prose. You are the hard drug with the most powerful addiction. You are not enough all the time. Without you, everything is meaningless and insignificant. All grammy songs are about you. All that has to do with you are Oscar-worthy romantic films. The hot heat of love, the burn of passion from your body. Tongue and lips are drawn to you. Your image has powerfully merged in consciousness and subconsciousness. Powerful mental addiction. It's useless to give up on you. You are like an orgasm of poetry. You are like an endless love journey. Oh my God, my mind says, you are like an obscene delight. You are the medicine for my mind. 6. Hope is like leaves on trees. 7. Hints of awareness Polemics and discussion like wushu kong fu and contactless combat, subtly and refined, hints of awareness sound, the wisdom of redirected aggression sounds like a discussion of aikido. Battles for the heart. Consciousness, thinking as the direction of consciousness of the philosophy of life energy qi and prana of thinking. Where traditional folk music is the rhythms of the cyclical nature of life as the cyclical nature. Philosophy of life, its wealth and abundance. Meditative romance of being and the philosophy of life, its subtle vibrations of insight sound like a whisper of eternity. 8. We are a broken nature, we are cut off from the laws of nature from the romantic philosophy of being, but we preserve the pragmatism of the Stone Age. This is what connects us to the natural world. Instincts are our cradle of nature. On a cognitive level, thought development is how human evolution develops. 9. We're in the ghost matrix We are in a ghostly matrix, we are in the past and this is our eternity. In the time loop of karmic nostalgia, reincarnation and the wheel of samsara, where the philosophical romance of awareness of the soul and heart is intensified. We do not understand that we have been dead for a long time. 10. Poetry is an eloquent painting of emotions, a prosaic sense of reality. 11. The stages of life as the cycles of the moon, the regularity of the influence of the biology of the body, and only selfishness, money and character take away from the natural norm of the processes of life. 12. A person as a traveler in the world of nature of people, the subconscious as a vacuum cleaner accumulates and projects everything that is in this world, a person is like a turtle who moves on himself everything that humanity has created in his mind, like a heavy load, a person from this is still moving on on all fours like a turtle, thinking has become a whole industry of thought production. Where ideas are not a medicine, but only a commodity in the marketing of vanity and selfishness. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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1. The city as an eternal cycle of the cycle of instincts in nature. 2. City of sinners The city of sinners is a wasteland of illusion where people are lost in delusions, the city is blind and cynical. There are more and more cities and fewer people. The city diminishes the importance of human life. Life and experience is a commodity that creates new illusions that people call their goals for the sake of money ... The city is a great fog of illusion, a timeless trap of reincarnation life. A paradoxical dream of karma that confuses more and more. 3. Centrifuge for astronauts, karmic nostalgia Nostalgia is a thought that gives infinity to the karmic web of illusions. Changing the soul and mind beyond recognition. The mystery of life is a temporary loop of the reincarnation rails. The time trap of the mental labyrinth. Thought leading to the perfection of the mind. Thought is reborn. Sleep is an extension of reality. Sleep is a projector that projects philosophy into reality. There is no reality. This is an invention of the general subconscious, an invented world of people. Billions of projections of all people form a computer game. Through the subconscious, which rots from the instincts and paradoxes of selfishness. Everything moves into reality. The karmic labyrinth of illusions, both in a dream and in reality, moves and changes. In a web of illusions, intuition and awareness will turn everything into a lucid dream and give a healing insight. Free from the slavery of thought. Again and again in each new life, the same thought becomes philosophy, the meaning of life is like a centrifuge of reincarnation, you see hallucinations, but this is the truth of deja vu wormhole in the void. Holes in reincarnation and the wheel of samsara which increases pressure atmospheres. You are in a centrifuge, you think the world revolves around you, but in fact it is you that revolves around your selfishness. Atmospheres of pressure of healing insight increase. The brain is bleeding you are born. The biology of the body creates the illusion of hypper acceleration in the chrono incubator, the hypper of a person growing up like a flower in a pot that does not know the earth. Like a fish in an aquarium that everyone is looking at. Like a hamster in a cage that exists but does not live. And you will know the illusion of infinity in one century, hypper sleep, hypper accelerated maturation is given by the second hand of the clock. But amnesia in the new life washes everything away, it interferes with the renunciation of the past mistakes of life, which also reincarnate, and only deja vu and intuition reveal the veil of secrecy. A centrifuge for astronauts, karmic nostalgia is what keeps us in the labyrinth of illusions of the subconscious. 4. Time is a storm of karma and calm of hopes. 5. Wastelands of life lead to the shores of immortality. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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1. It's amazing how cramped our life is and perhaps more free after death. Our life is like this cramped aquarium. An empty life from within is transparent to the gods. Like a drop in the ocean. All non-living ones look at us like these fish. We are not able to lie because we can see through who we are and what we are. What we do every day and we have little space to live. We are limited by life itself in a small body. Our body is the aquarium of the soul. Limitations on our mind for truth for will. We cannot hide, we cannot hide. Our life is a portrait of current truth. Current revelations. We are locked in life, but someday we will be in space next to God. 2. A tired evening in it the heaviness and silence and calmness from the fact that we have lived the next day are felt. A street in which the epic landscape of life is visible. We are part of the mechanical world. Micro particles of microcircuit life. Programs living according to a certain algorithm. Life is a microsystem of fate. The truth about us is a projection that we are all ashamed of. We hide most of our lives under the guise of hypocrisy. Perhaps hypocrisy is not only selfishness, but also shame. We hide our imperfection, because we are entangled in ourselves. We did not understand this microcircuit of fate. Not resigned to what they should have understood. We are tired of life, but our microcircuit has not expired. Life is like this hard evening. 3. Life is a microchip in the subconscious, we act according to a certain scheme of the algorithm, which is called the rhythm of life. 4. Culture is a code of diplomacy. 5. people do not really see each other, they see their thoughts and goals. The universe of loneliness is expanding and people are moving away from each other because of their thoughts. 6. The city is so cold and mechanical, the society is like a complex techno machine that controls the flow of people. Directs the circulation of the stream of life to certain channels of destiny. Technology for managing desires through selfishness. 7. A dark city lit by a fog of serenity of thoughts. A city shrouded in secrets, a city that darkens with vices day and night. Hidden in the silence of illusion, the city is immersed in the sleep of unconsciousness. A city that moves into emptiness and truth is silent in it, the silence of egoism and the cry of the ego. The whole city is roaring in the void of nonsense. 8. Erotic hypnosis, I want to sing with delight, hypnotic delight and extraterrestrial euphoria of love feelings, I feel myself in the higher world of love and sentimental sensitivity of tenderness and erotic catharsis of the highest art of beauty of your body, epic romance of euphoria in my heart at the sight of you. Manipulating beauty of your body. Sentimentally I caress you with words and the magic of charm struck me, magnetically beautiful in my thoughts my heart and mind poeticize your beauty every passing second unforgettable nostalgia my libido sings your beauty in my eyes you are more beautiful billions of times testosterone writes endless lovingly erotic poems, my loins scream about you, my subconscious is praying for you, my unconsciousness leads to you, my consciousness is obsessed with you. 9. Super beautiful, dumb delight, orgasm of catharsis, I meditate on your beauty. Feelings are like a hot groan of delight, you are oblivion. Your beauty is a hype of life, with you every second is priceless, beauty of the highest standard, countless carats of aesthetics, you consist of countless compliments, you are a juicy paradise fruit. 10. Ego prostheses are pumped with botex, silicone and synthol. 11. Sooner or later we will become ghosts, we will become history and our memory will turn into retro nostalgia. We plunge into the oblivion of oblivion. And the seconds passing through the fingers are drowned in the amnesia of eternity. The more selfish the world becomes, the more commonplace it becomes. A philosophical look through the emptiness of eternity. An abundance of thoughts satisfies the hunger for misunderstanding. We will become transparent ghosts and the world will become transparent to realists and pessimists. Looking into the future, we see spoiled, blind egoists. Truth meditation in which subtle details are visible. In a reality in which the pus of selfishness oozes. 12. Wild fire of passion of the epic of love, meow with delight, purring sensuality. Musical poetry of feelings, compliments fly out by themselves, I am drawn to you ballistic, instinctively, I see only you on the radar of love, my sonar of deep love, I love you stubbornly, aggressive rock fire of passion in me, rhythmic rap of the beat of my heart in so with yours ... The musical energy of endless love. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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1. Wide wardrobe and dressing room of our self. The show begins. And in reincarnation, it must go on forever. Show of despair and self-deception. The person is not sincere towards himself. Illusions make you lie to yourself. Man consists of various self-suggestions. Sincerity is purity of heart. Few strive for truth without self-deception. A performance of selfishness where truth is parodied. 2. A person feels an emptiness inside, and a web of illusions that connects all the neurons of the relationship of thinking to which thoughts stick. A person consists of retro nostalgia and all values ​​remain in the past and fly away somewhere far away from us. The loose sands of the temptations of this world bury us alive. The emptiness inside through which the light of insight passes. You need to feel the emptiness inside to be cleansed of this world. To know the purity of consciousness. And only then will the revelations of the true self be revealed. When you stop pretending. In the silence of emptiness, you will know the truth of all that exists. 3. Death will unite times. 4. Philosophy is the blurry energy of the universe. Plunging into ourselves into the endless cosmos of inner space, wandering in endless worlds created by imagination, the basis of which is the distortion of a crooked mirror from the real world, and so we turn reality itself into a paradoxical looking glass. Through the prism of our self-interest of selfishness and despair. Improving yourself by immersing yourself in yourself. We are turning into a dimension with extraordinary energy. 5. We reveal the facets of our world, and we bring the facets of our mind to life, the abundance of illusions is an endless world of temptations and dreams, and dreams are like tears from the depths of our subconscious, as the bitter juice of sincerity flows down the face of our self, the world forms us terrible mutations of distorted reality, we cease to understand what reality is, we cease to understand ourselves and others, the round world as the infinity of cyclical life, gives rise to detachment from the past in us, and the future as a cultural shock of quantum changes sounds like a parody of the past. And the future scares us, so we want to be stuck in the past, and you are like a hermit crab in the shell of the past, you are warmed by nostalgia at night, and you want the thread of memories to never end. Painful transformations of the future, tears us off from the foundations as fetters and plunges either into flight or fall. City lights as signals of the subconscious, drowning intuition. 6. 1. All the cogs in the head are like a time machine spinning in the head, we cannot stop time and the time machine is all the lives that we have lived. And time presses on us and transforms us into something that we did not even suspect. 2. Time leads to the endless depths of self-knowledge. Time is hypnosis of space associated with our subconsciousness. Creates an epiphany portal through a chain of events. 3. Neon fornication in which our souls are lost, the lights of delusion and temptations beckon us as a chain of events leading into the void of nothingness. We learn revelation through suffering. In the darkness of eternity, we see lights that lead us away from the true path. 4. The world is a complex technology. We invade the void and create even more illusory holographic illusion. Hallucinations of seduction shape the plot of our life. Torn away from the world and its foundations. We are in the oblivion space. Prisoners of the esoteric technocracy of the universe. 7. Reincarnation is a degrading franchise. 8. Modern society has plunged into infantile oblivion. 9. 1. Surrealistic symbolism of the paradoxes of reality, reveals the philosophy of egoism. This makes society paradoxical and absurd. 2. In the well of truth, tears of insight. 10. 1. In this tree, every foliage contains the circulatory system of life. It exists according to the laws of the universe and therefore lives longer than people. A form of life that is absolutely sinless. A perfect state in which you are in harmony with the universe. Man survives, but the tree lives. Because our body is very moody from instincts. The body wants a lot, but the tree wants to live. And it absorbs the energy of the wisdom of the universe into itself. In peace and humility, we know the sincerity of life. 2. We plunge through a painful rebirth and culture shock that transforms society by adding the options of a new person to a person, the technological development of a person, which will form a highly technological thinking. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Disconnection from the whole dimension, confusion in life, from an overabundance of information, overeating and gluttony by the media industry, reveals other paths into the depths of nonsense, endless enjoyment of confectionery illusions, everything is populism and lies marketing, everything is self-interest, disconnection from false reality, you cease to exist in this lie, materialism makes life meaningless because you please the aging body, we are the ghostly glitches of the matrix, the truth disconnects from this world, profit marketing is a legal robbery, endless strategies of lies to lead further away from the truth, self-interest makes you poor inside, great disconnection from the power supply of the system of lies of materialism, infantile inadequacy as the basis of a new culture of youth In the voids of detachment, landscapes of illusions, endless variations of the false logic of self-interest, disconnection from the system of false reality, lies are a design, from a portal to another portal of a truer reality, disconnection from a world in which there is only temptation and the illusion of fast food hopes, profit control radiation, people's willpower is weakening before an increase in the abundance of illusions, rejected by the void, the matrix disconnected from a strange nightmare, the consciousness program will create any reality, at the bottom of self-deception it is more and more difficult to breathe, because you forget who you are, holograms of illusions are a digital masterpiece of temptations, a paradise of weaknesses of people who call them values, until death will be in the womb of self-deception, consciousness reaches to amorphous autism disconnected from reality, machines will replace us as they are a continuation of our weaknesses, We create ourselves from scratch, modernization moves away from the true self, imagination is a continuation of humanity, high detail of depravity, detachment from reality, we strive to stop being people, and the person himself is something subjective for all people, moving away from the truth into a misunderstanding of himself, flowering madness, the desire for immortal bliss, but not for love and friendship, but for the stimulation of false feelings that become the basis of the meaning of life, we create deep suffering for ourselves and look at them as a pleasure, to be alive and wise or immortal and insensitive, like a cold machine that thinks only in programs in the brain, an industry of false personality, Social blindness, ignoring social problems, in self-isolation in our egocentrism, egoism, we do not see reality although we constantly talk about it, we do not see the meaning in reality itself, and other people will invent the meaning of life for us, we do not see and do not feel each other , many die in incomprehension and indifference, swimming in pools of hatred people in the comments column, frolicking in the mud of anger, screens instill hatred and anger and indifference in us, we become insensitive, heartless smiles of shamelessness, only the cane of intuition leads us to what we should come in reality, social death in a utopia of indifference, vices like exposed nerves and wires that can kill with their contagious temptations, Life blooms on the steps of memories, an explosion of feelings, as if the opening of a new stage of insight, as if the past of nostalgia melts, pierces the darkness of the voids of meaningless torment with light, as if memories are a support for the future, the contribution of the wisdom of the experienced illuminates the path, memories warm with nostalgia in a lonely moonlit night like a candle they burn in memory, illuminating the darkness of despair, the golden energy of values as the wisdom of the past, in the past we were blind and see the past in the present, we are blind in the present, and decompose from this in the future, to be resurrected by others, the past as a reminder for the future, memories illuminate our soul like a candle burning until dawn, The sweet kiss of pleasure, the interconnection of everything and everything, the superconsciousness of its nature, the energy web of the unity of all energies, as elements of all natural creations created by chaos, randomness and meaninglessness creates an abundance of knowledge, knowledge of ourselves in others, we all understand that we are one, that we are all from one energy, we share on the verges that create personal dimensions, the dance of chaos, the waltz of colors that are looking for the ideal in chaos, the throwing of the spirit in the endless search for ourselves, we are looking for ourselves in others and in atmospheres that seem familiar to us, wandering in infinity gives rise to masterpieces of insight and sincere awareness, sensory knowledge of the truth through intuition, we reveal the inner worlds in each other, we have distortions of consciousness as an alterego that creates a philosophical and symbolic copy of our consciousness, we feel it unconsciously, that these are our desires to reflect who we want to be, but we cannot, it can also indicate that we feel fears that mirror what we are afraid of , we lose our minds in the duality of consciousness, we confuse what is real and what is fiction, in the mirror we see only what we are, but like vampires we do not see ourselves in the mirror, the subconscious either embellishes the reflection or honesty crushes the ego, the book as a mediator between consciousnesses, we desire because we are afraid, the ego also consists of fear, the mirror parodies our ego, it's funny that life reveals various forms of colors of emotions, an unstable perception of the world, the situation forms temporary alternative views of the world, eternal values ​​such as love and friendship are covered with selfishness turning into a hypocritical parody, a society that has lost its roots, taking off above the earth, into another world where no one will not interfere with their moral decay, all living things strive for death, the pixel world is becoming sexier, for self-interest, vision lenses blurred with tears, disconnect people from the world, outcast by emptiness, sighted outcasts see blind people who stroke themselves, please themselves when they praise themselves and when they feel sorry for themselves, all kinds of pleasure in the world, including also trolling and hating, all forms of hatred are endless forms of masturbation, The human mind cognizes this world through its own benefit, understanding only a micro part of this world, then the rest is not interested in it, analytics, calculations, conclusions, results, like a robot computer that issues conclusions based on personal self-interest, a consuming machine, geolocation of non-existence, machine logic of self-interest, strategic analysis of deceit, obsessed with the mechanisms of instincts, malfunctions of the mind with an inferiority complex, personal sociology of the worldview of a predatory mind based on personal statistics of ups and downs in a world of chaos, where they seek to identify patterns of paradoxes, a micro-scheme of a selfish mind that lives for stupidity we strive to recognize our reflection in the pictures of various thoughts, painting as a romantic empathy of the colors of emotions, philosophical transitions from one color of mood to another, we are lifeless without other people's feelings, culture for some is like a looking glass of exoticism, the reality that they do not understand, the mind rejects someone else's reality, because it contradicts their ego realm, everyone in the world does not understand each other because of the ignorance of the ego, people only pretend to know each other, the tongue of a gourmet does not feel the taste of life because he has tried everything in the world, and the sweetest becomes cloying from pampered , insensitive indifference, in misunderstanding they still want to feel alive in the new color of life, we speak without understanding each other, as if we are striving to switch to telepathy, to read each other's thoughts without understanding the meaning, but feeling each other as animals feel, we are trying to recognize ourselves in each other, completely different characters as different types of personalities that are arranged in in our worldview, anatomically different types of understanding of the world, chaos divides, but teaches us to teach other people what we ourselves have experienced, empathy of telepathy, in silence we learn much more than during conversations, bridges between the inner worlds are still being built for the benefit of a single consciousness, but at the same time predatory consciousness has no friends, in silence everyone hears the same thought, internally we understand each other, fragments of memory are like blinds, fragments taken out of context, so they remember only insults, dissatisfaction with the ego clouds the mind, like a broken mirror of consciousness, shows only fragments that are beneficial to remember, delighting ourselves with self-consolation, we do not remember ourselves, we are in flight or fall, disorientation of consciousness throws out of time, the chaotic pleasures of the ego, call for indifference and bad taste, fragments of memory lose their colors, and everything becomes white in the emptiness of truth, in the swamps of delusions time, fame and popularity mummifies us mummification, the nervous system of hope is not active and lifeless, not cold and not painful, so you feel immortal, dead in the void without the most important fear in life is hope, Difficult days form a reassessment of values, a path that is paved with obstacles and emotional disasters, the elements of emotions in a waltz of sincerity chaos, disconnected from consciousness to know the melodies of the thin strings of intuition, in an endless journey of self-knowledge, in the voids of inevitability, birds soaring in the fog do not see the foundation of the world, strings intuitions like a harp of time, billions of strings of life lines, like scenarios along which people walk like a tightrope, each one sounds in its own way, the taste of life of various worlds of philosophies, exotic worldviews that have a common basis that lies in the depths, time will show the way, a calendar in the subconscious as inevitable path of man Lonely in the void of inevitability, illuminated the way by the blind who built the road of life, only tactile feelings showed us the way in the void, we made values out of smoke, darkness illuminated by the dusty fog of oblivion, we wander in the dark in search of light, but we plunge into insensibility of indifference, empty from within creation, increase the emptiness of selfishness, an alternative philosophical life scenario will reveal the truth about us, we do not see ourselves as who we are, from different points of view, from different gameplay cameras, one-sided view of selfishness, multifaceted contradictions leading to an abundance of inevitability, insensible immortality, supporting the life of the body in order to see as many comic paradoxes as possible in people, love for mercantile people as necrophilia, for an inanimate person, a spiritually dead person who is only interested in money, Shrouded in darkness and emptiness, lost souls in darkness, feeling matter, but not soul, a market for sensations and feelings for the nervous system for the undead that only craves to consume, the immortality of reincarnation in the void, comical, paradoxical jokes of fate, poisonous sensations that help us forget everything in the world , we are trying to erase the memory in order to feel alive, the meaning of reincarnation is that everything in the world is nonsense, temporary pleasures of the body, purity in insensitivity to the false world, only cynical people feel hostility towards you, materialism teaches not to appreciate anything, the soul blooms in the flowering of infinity wisdom, detachment from the lies of materialism, Disconnected from life, in a space of illusory pleasures, sweet hopes that cannot be touched, there is no taste of life in pleasures, there is no truth in speeches, there is no sense in the deeds of liars, you do not feel the point of living among liars, egoists, empty vessels from the inside that are used to litter brands , the soul is used as a garbage chute of brands, lost consciousness in inevitability, disconnection from the emptiness of measurement, temptations change consciousness beyond recognition, and this affects the evolution of consciousness, towards materialistic values, progressive death in the values of the soul, no feelings and emotions for fashionable madness, lifeless peace in harmony with eternity, a whisper of truth is heard lasting in infinity, in endless futures, like hair that is connected with the mind of an unstable dimension, with endless facets of colors of worldview philosophy, Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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