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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Poetry Your sexy voice, this is the voice of sexual corruption, it undresses and seduces, teases the penis, your voice is the sound of sex, your beauty is sex control over the body, an uncontrolled increase in love, like flying into the highest sky, the infinity of romance in love, further from reality, into depths of infinite love, looking away is more and more difficult, it is super difficult, addiction in love intensifies to infinity, in your eyes I feel a passionate soul, you are more and more valuable, the beauty that I see inside you, we are one, our love is endless, she knows neither time, no death, the memory of the nervous system will forever remember you and cherish in my thoughts, love you uncontrollably, sex without rules, chaos of passion, your beauty is like an orgasm that pierces eternity, I will feel you all my life, you are priceless times of eternity, the skin is sweeter honey and syrup, your beauty has a bunch of sexy tricks, your beauty is your dirty trick. She will disappear into the empty nights, misty forest, epic beauty, unattainable beauty, too divine, you are the lust of the gods, the sexiest vulgar, erotic thought of the gods, refined beauty like the sound of an epic violin note, a love note that lasts forever, a great flood of sperm filling the planet from your beauty, there you are a mermaid, sweet poetry of a harp, erotic heat of temptation, a searchlight of endless bottomless deep beauty, the best gift of eternity, a princess from erotic fantasy, I feel in my thoughts, only you alone, prayers of the subconscious are calling you forever, the line of infinity is a line of love for you, an infinite number of facets of beauty, we always find new and new facets, in my imagination you are more and more beautiful and sweeter, your beauty is when you pulled two grenades between your legs, your beauty makes you sweat, global warming is from your beauty, as if a kiss long to infinity, endless romance where we are one, tear our souls apart as if with meat, in your flesh I feel my soul, your tenderness is like water flowing in my soul, softness goes to the depths, I shudder from deep pleasure, sincerity shudders me, my soul remembers only you alone, waves of love scream about how I love you from the depths of my heart and soul , you are sexy hypnosis, you are my endless amazement and surprise, to what extent you are beautiful, more and more drawn to you, becoming a part of you, you are my romantic universe, soul singing like a flute singing, carried away into the depths of the soul, into the infinity of epic romance, eternity euphoria, stretching into the eternity of the future, the soul from tenderness crumbles into stars of love for you, you are in the depths of my heart. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Pop music will destroy love, as it mainly promotes parting and unhappy love.

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Powerful vibrations of love I have juicy feelings of sincere love passion, you are my juicy goddess. An endless volcanic eruption of passion and lust. Sensual pleasure for my eyes, my soul groans with pleasure when I see you. Powerful vibrations of love, eternal fire of passion, romantic animal passion piercing eternity. My loins growl, my lips growl and the tongue itself is drawn to you, you are like a continuous eternal orgasm of love and passion, and day and night I burn with sincere passion for you. Aggressively awakens brutal lust in me awakens animal instincts, primal passion so much beauty in you. There is nothing dearer than you, gentle sexuality, bewitching beauty in a whirlpool in a tornado in a storm of feelings of sincere love. Childish joy of love for you. I am overwhelmed with sperm for a second when I see you, such as you, I have been dreaming since childhood, you can dream forever, you are my most devoted dream, you are like a powerful orgasm. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Problems accelerate time and time subconsciously accelerates aging.

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Progress in this world takes place on the intuitive level of blindness, where the truth is known only by touch.

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Psychology is a ludicrous attempt to curb the unstable psyche of people with reins. Psychology thinks very stereotypically.

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Quotes About the HR department. A typical lie that there are no vacancies, because they keep it for their friends, competition, they save it for their relatives and those who have a higher rank, and a sign of a black box office in which all the money is collected for themselves and does not give bonuses: well, leave your resume, we will take you add to reserve. The most important ulcers and cancers of society begin from this place. This is not laughter, but a mental deviation Aphorisms A strong seed will survive in any soil. Rap battle discussions to first blood. jokes How proud we are, the hernia does not hurt to carry it. Whine and act, progressive approach. The girl fell out of breath with laughter when she found out that I thought she fell in love with me, I'm like: I know I'm stunning. Prediction: a complete ass awaits you ahead, I hope so twerking. This country has been tight with finances since the days of Babylon. Erotic hate and trolling, everyone flirts with me, I'm on the hook. A hundred years later, the guys stopped seeking girls, in the alley a virgin was attacked with a knife, and it turned out to be a girl in a hood, he was deprived of his virginity, he lies on her, she smokes, he says: you will call me. Girl: uh, yeah…of course. Girls are stalkers, watching a rich guy. romantic paranoia. The old man clears his throat, sounds like a leather sofa creaking. What a long queue, to give the elixir of immortality. Poetry My mind is infected and amazed by your beauty, I sweat with passion, every second is very painful when you are not around, the soul feels your beauty, I love your eyes and lips to infinity, my soul with your whole, as if dragging passion into the sun, light your beauty dazzles, my soul with yours is a single whole, as if dragging passions into the sun, my soul melts from love for you, the magnetic force of love is getting stronger, into the core of your soul, the core of tenderness and sensuality, endless heavenly happiness. I'm sucked into you. Your beauty is the highest thrill, take my hand away from this planet, into the space of love, where endless love is forever, and philosophical romance in the landscapes of the beauty of true love reality. Deep love passion, dependence on your presence increases every moment to infinity. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Radical methods of treatment of vices. It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously. Lust is a chastity belt Pride - whip Anger is a gag Gluttony - cage Greed is a leash Envy - a mask on the eyes Despondency is sex I want to work for you, well, throw off your resume, we will add you to the reserve, you are the fifteenth in line, we will hire you in seven hundred years, I hope you are a long-liver. Depilator, shearing sheep in the toilet. Northerners, I want to lock up this bambi who likes to open windows in winter, in the freezer, break the key in the keyhole, you will see how the sun melts the earth. These are the keys. What are the keys? From the bank. What bank? From a sperm bank. What? Well, I'm wearing a chastity belt. And often you take a loan from the bank (masturbation). Or replenish the deposit with abstinence. I thought you had a mouse there. And no matter how much you fiddle with your pod, your hands are probably shaking like an alcoholic. You're too tall for her, hold on to your spermatozars. Is it worth looking for a girl? Try, experiment, feel, let the girls feel. You're an artist? Yes. Do you draw money? No landscapes. Ugh, I mean cool. Damn my ex. Beckons with the middle finger. Damn my ex. Beckons with the middle finger. Do not hang on the intercom, open the door for me, wait for the second line. Fifty degrees of heat, your sweaty things on the battery, you could do the laundry, didn't drink me. Minus seventy degrees, the Chinese sat in the icy water, it's like icy lava, he sat down with his Chinese bells in the water, congratulations on you girl. Are you a prostitute? You've been burned out at work today or you've been burned out. Pulling hairs from your wife's beard, making wishes for a new life. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Raise your mood, I'm that turnstile When a girl says I'm looking for myself, you saw me somewhere, no, but now I'll forget the hell Selfishness is a return to the stone age, selfishness will stop evolution. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Rap beat from the sound of the engine tuk so tuvrum tuvrum tuk so vroom vroom vroom vroom so Tuuuu dum tuu tuu tutu tutu dum. Vanity is an open bird's tail from the included spotlights.

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Rap beat: Tam dom, Tam dom Tu Tudutuk Tam dom, Tam dom The hardcore black humor of reality tears the psyche of mad laughter, billions of ridiculous laughter everywhere, seeing through everywhere. The power of awareness increases with laughter. Reason bursts at the seams with laughter, a new person is born. Evolution through the laughter of awareness.

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Reality in the city is a reality that is constantly being corrected by opinions and own thoughts. True Reality is nature and love in which money and character do not interfere, there is the truth of universal happiness. You need to grow up to this truth. 2. In any dispute there are fragile places, the main thing is to break all the necessary joints, these are the weak points of a person, that is, his personal sins of selfishness. 3. How does the inner world of a person look like? For someone it consists of egoism, and for someone of selfless deep philosophy. 4. The inner world reflects our essence, our philosophical reasoning. The world passing through the prism of its own logic, passes through our hands, the world of people is endlessly abundant. 5. We forget that no matter how high our intellect is, we are at the mercy of universal laws. 6. The one who helps the neighbor, thereby helps the descendants. 7. Due to selfishness, our ideal world is still only in our imagination. 8. We are part of the universe, her energy, her philosophy. There are many worlds lurking in us. Civilizations in our thinking. They say that our world is abundant thanks to opinions. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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Reality is an infernal black comedy of truth, an ironic black humor of a life scenario, where justice is just sarcasm.

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Religion and culture are like a totem pole extending far underground, under the layers of the earth, of different eras of cultures and times, going far into the core of philosophy.

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rocks of life Rocks of life, we form our own landscapes of illusions in cities, in micro spaces in our own worlds, the multi-dimensional space of our own universe of the Internet of all inner worlds, cable thinking, a spider web of fates, the nervous system of human empathy, the ego forms cardinal transformations of vices, a lie for them as anesthetic, a multi-level network of greed creates an urbanization of egoism, where everyone is happy only in their own world, there is no solar system of religion, where God is the sun, and people are the planets of the inner worlds, different climates of madness, create an imbalance, here plastic surgery creates parodies of the toon ego, the city it is the ugly mockery of chaos, the black humor of the comical paradoxes of reality. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Romantic love is the most mature type of love, where the most important thing is the presence of a loved one.

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Sarcasm is ego orgasm.

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Science and art is a toy store. Created in order to occupy a person with something.

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Science plays the board game Doctor, they know that the human body is the main key to the secrets of the universe and existence itself, but immortality will give the most important secret of life, and it will tell you that over time a person does not value anything, he is just a spectator and a consumer with popcorn which symbolizes values, for the pessimist it is salty; for the optimist, sweet-caramel hedonism.

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Selfishness and the threat of death is a social experiment of sincerity. The desire to listen to lies is like a porn addiction. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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