Aphorisms the best PR in the world, it's the deepest shock. Veins are like wires that feed on the information of other people's thoughts, stimulation of the nervous system makes us alive, we feel other people's thoughts, philosophy is cable television, birth in a multi-layered cocoon of awareness, each cocoon is a reality, more real, with each birth, neon temptations in the darkness of nonsense, voids of truth, death is the last birth, the world is like a vulnerable depression, the city is like inside a machine, the mechanism of the labyrinth of illusion, selfishness is the desire to get lost in carelessness, the dark dead light of indifference, ghosts connected to the wires, feed on fast food of illusions, undead indifference tries to feel, the shadow of eternity that hides from the truth, the fog of hallucinations where the rejected truth, the repository of all DNA of all forms of life from all over the universe, each DNA contains the philosophy of dimension and era, the evolution of the transformation of philosophy, which was driven by naivety and faith, the library of philosophical evolution, which transformed the anatomy , and this is a masterpiece of inevitability, dna fragment of chrono movie recordings, cameos from other people's films and series of fates, guests in ours. life, if lucky your life is a movie, if unlucky your life is a series, time is a psychiatric hospital, despair of inevitability, and only great sages use the time of the body correctly, they think about the soul all their lives, the body plunges into denial of reality, hype despair, the less time, the more humility, time teaches humility, benefit is the undertaker of mankind, open the soul, how to open the coffin in which you can lie down with your soulmate, I see banality in the crystal ball, self-interest is an unstable metaphor for false truth, it is very difficult for people to pretend to be people, the soul is a hologram of the matrix an interdimensional glitch of the matrix that created the cinema glitch of truth the soul is a retro recording of philosophical nostalgia, philosophical surprises, there is a poop or a bomb, without causal hatred of people this is a true attitude, chaos is a great manipulator of hype despair that balances in itself, secrecy is toned thinking , you see them, they don’t see you, not all seconds are illuminated by consciousness, important moments are hidden by your subconsciousness, a moment of feelings in the void, hidden in this day, the dawn illuminates a new chance, a new day, a cycle of thoughts like a dial, everything is on time, and it's too late, I repeated yesterday, I repeat tomorrow, in reincarnation, I don't care, I repeated now I repeat tomorrow I tell you it's important Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Too much truth is the style of a drunken master, intoxicated with the sweet wine of philosophical poetry, a comical third eye, whose power of thought will break stone and ice. Developed dexterity of thought, manipulates the fighting techniques of aphorisms leaving no chance.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Too much truth is the style of a drunken master, intoxicated with the sweet wine of philosophical poetry, a comical third eye, whose power of thought will break stone and ice. Developed dexterity of thought, manipulates the fighting techniques of aphorisms leaving no chance. Loneliness enhances the force of the blow, its depth of thought, piercing consciousness and subconsciousness.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Too much truth is the style of a drunken master, intoxicated with the sweet wine of philosophical poetry, a comical third eye, whose power of thought will break the stone of stupidity and the ice of indifference. Developed dexterity of thought, manipulates the fighting techniques of aphorisms, and philosophical poems of a drunken master, leaving no chance. Loneliness enhances the force of the blow, its depth of thought, piercing consciousness and subconsciousness, piercing the infinity of time.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Too much truth is the style of a drunken master, intoxicated with the sweet wine of philosophical poetry, a comical third eye, whose power of thought will break the stone of stupidity and the ice of indifference. Developed dexterity of thought, manipulates the fighting techniques of the aphorisms of a drunken master, leaving no chance. Loneliness enhances the force of the blow, its depth of thought, piercing consciousness and subconsciousness, piercing the infinity of time.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

True love is invulnerable, it will not be overwhelmed by treason, resentment, guilt, you still love, even if you are not loved or not loved. Such love is an independent feeling, it is a paradise energy, a warm, gentle light of sincerity. All whom you loved, all of them may appear in dreams, they turned into energy, they will be in your memory all life.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Truth is obsessed with conscience, intuition speaks with the voice of conscience.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Truth under anesthesia, hypnotic truth serum, under a layer of surrealism of self-deception.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Upbringing is the binary code of the program of the system of society.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Vanity is infantilism in a skipping rope, the main thing here is imagination.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

We are building a new world in isolation from each other, we renounce the foundations and build a new world from the ruins like a sand castle on the shore, reviewing and distorting to infinity, amnesia in the future plunges into the unknown and detachment, like the endless depths of eternity that will give new and new knowledge of the infinite depths of our self, we renounce the genes of the past in order to move on, we renounce ourselves in order to know ourselves in oblivion, we reveal our personality in a cocoon of cyber consciousness, a new level of the world, far from reality, we plunge into amnesia in which nothing let's not remember and appreciate, just plunge into the carefree inevitability of cyber manipulation, an abundance of hypnotic desires, the wind blows in all directions like a tornado tears off the ground and crushes in the fall, the funeral of future generations has already begun, which will fall into eternal sleep in the cyber subconscious. The world is only the abode of the spirit, the world as a companion of eternity, movement in a circle of reincarnation along the axis of the planet, we wind up the thought and strive to come to the core of insight, the body rots like vices, everything in this world is not important, everything is important only for your body, all insults and guilt will rot with our body in the grave, and the soul will become free in the infinity of life, true life after death, life is a prelude to eternity, souls are like stars in space, and the world becomes a galaxy illuminated by stars, fills eternity with wisdom, and life with stupidity, the night is like space, and souls are like stars, during life it was important for us to do stupid things, and after death we are free from illusions, and wisdom opens our eyes, we are afraid to look into eternity, light years of understanding, the body is childhood, the soul is the wise maturity of romance The infinity of life in the insomnia of awareness, in the emptiness we feel the truth of life, farther and farther from illusions, into a world that seems different to people, a world without temptations and illusions, a world in which no one is ready to enter, only adults can enter in spirit, other children are afraid, temporary a feeling of insomnia, we are part of infinity, it has already been, it will still be, a melody like a comet moves in space, a thought that moves in an endless void, blinding the worlds with truth, we are part of true life, when we are awake, the mind is looking for a way out of deception, sadism in relation to our lives, when we succumb to temptation, the stars are like thoughts in the unconsciousness that mixes with the subconscious and creates consciousness, thoughts are like a moment in the emptiness of a meaningless world of self-deception, Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

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 the soul and heart intensifies. We do not understand that we have been dead for a long time.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

We are in the womb of materialism, in a cocoon of the illusion of fear. Slaves are born.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

We are part of the universe of her energy, her philosophy. Many worlds can be hidden in us. Civilizations in our thinking. They say that our world is abundant thanks to opinions.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

What does the inner world of a person look like for someone it consists of egoism, and for someone of selfless deep philosophy.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

What is the world The world is two-faced, and man is also two-faced. We pretend that we feel good, but inside we are useless children, hypocrisy is politeness so as not to offend with our terrible truth, the truth about many people is terrible. Inside we are different, we are aware of our loneliness in the world of hypocrisy and stereotyped, brazen deceit, we cannot reveal our true self, as it is not polite, we do not have the right to be ourselves, we do not have the right to be honest, since the truth hurts people, people possessed by ego will not allow pride to be defiled, it threatens with poverty and loneliness, if we cannot be honest, we cannot have friends, if there are hypocritical spies around us, inside we are all infinitely alone in the world of egoists, through the blinds of consciousness, only one the lies of this world. The world is one big consciousness generator technology in the matrix network, technological soulless consciousness, like a blender of feelings, art DJs, the future is becoming more abstract and detached from reality, people strive to abandon reality, live in the bliss of the body, and the body becomes their soul , anatomical immortality that will help you stay in the consciousness of the third dimension, in a paradise of illusions, in a chemical laboratory of bio-consciousness, creating a quantum acceleration of the reaction of the mind, leading to a quantum hyper leap of consciousness to see the future self, cheating of the mind, cheat codes of awareness, we seem to be turning himself into a particle of a computer (city), a micro electrode that does not have consciousness, since it is controlled by its body. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

When hugging your girlfriend, you need to not just hug, you must convey the warmth of love that comes from your soul. What would she feel from this warm sunlight coming from your soul is the merging of the souls of lovers into a single whole. And at that moment, perhaps you will feel that she is holding you a little harder than you are.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

When the strings of anger and the psyche are especially tense - these are special strings of reality, a melody of truth is heard that you will never hear anywhere because it has no analogues since it is random. The truth in which the strings are about to break and a frightening silence of smiling madness comes

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

When you realize that you are not allowed to be with the one you really love, this person turns into pain, you want to hug this person and warm up, cry until the pain turns into emptiness. I want the pain never to end, because if the pain goes away, love goes away with it. The pain of love is priceless after a breakup because these are priceless memories of true love that warm you alone.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Will and motivation is a magic ball of fate (toy).

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Without knowing the way of the body, philosophy becomes meaningless.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich