koan 107
To the tune of a cheerful hit
Its speed increased towards the end of the working day at the factory,
So that all the seamstresses would have time to sew their fingers.
Whether he knew about it is unknown, but these are poems to that tune.
Perhaps I just made this all up,
Because I got drunk and didn't have time to do anything at all.
And "hell will be that you make it" tram pam pam
This is a prim British dance tune and
It can speed up several times
For productive labor productivity.
I didn't have time to do anything.
Add a word by chance,
it automatically adds the hand of God here.
Why write such banalities?
This is an expression of the will of freedom to speak nonsense.
This is a rare privilege, I stole it.
It is a question of technicality of movements, no matter how strange it sounds.
Night or morning, what if the clock is deceiving me?
"if you walk over the ocean with the sun,
then how do you know when Tuesday becomes Wednesday?"
Leave me alone with your koans.
And that's mathematics.
And hell will be what you make it.
And that, by the way, is also a koan.
Everyone must give their own answer.
From the language, I only remember cuz
But actions that meet resistance from the Universe should not be done.
No need to insist on what does not come easy.
It should not be done, then. Humility.
Not humility, but shameless impudence is when a person, without cramming a single word, without learning anything, suddenly understands everything, but it is very difficult for him and he feels an insurmountable obstacle from the Universe. Shame.
This is already boring to listen to.
Yes. I think porn is much more honest than all this veiled scribbling.
And I mean all writing in general.
What are you covering up with this fig leaf?
And these leaves are not very big, by the way.
Take off your clothes.
Mister Whiskey? Is it just me?
that the line of decency has been left a little behind?
"Hell will be what that you make it." Tram pa pa pa.
Yes, but it is impossible to walk from one fire to another in this place, as Chapay said.
There was also something about "hidden freedom" - Alexander Blok - prison slang - thoughts in boudoirs and the century before last.
The memory resource is used for the devil knows what.
Yes,
and hell will be that how you make it.
Ding ding.
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