An old poem written by me in an evening when depression was gnawing at me particularly hard...

The evening burns to an end
The night closes in on the room
I know that I will dream again
Of a world devoid of my presence

All emotions seem to melt away
When I try to write them down
Maybe if I chase them far off
They will disappear forever?

I tried hard to help others
I tried to cry for help for me
Tried to destroy myself again
It didn't work at all as planned

No one seems to hear me
Except for one dear friend
She really helps me sometime
To stay here sane and alive

The deep problem with me
Is that I fail to recall what for
I was doing all of these things
Clawing out of this mess I am in

I feel like the whole world is
Running away from us swiftly
And we fail to keep up with it
And some of us rot in behind


Did we fail the world somehow?
Or did it fail our very existence?
The truth is I do not know
What really I want here
And what to anticipate
Not anymore, not for me


The only thing I want
Is some rest from this
Some piece of my mind
Still believes that rest
Will help to reawaken
From this rotten dream

But in truth I cannot rest
The very idea of recreation
Has gone foul somehow
I feel useless and used up
As a fading forge flame
With no coal or air to feed on

Only sparks still remain
And they are fleeting
All around the place
And diyng in the ash
And help naught...
When will I die as well?

Тримаємо вуха гостро!

Адмін здурів і почав новий масштабний двіж!

Оригінал цього тексту – передмова одного з німецьких видань "Дитячих та родинних казок" братів Ґрімм від Aufbau Verlag.

Я маю намір потихеньку перекласти та проілюструвати всі казки (їх 200), а тим, що вийде, нагодувати піпипсників каналу (та і всіх інших теж). Робитиму я це поступово і, сподіватимусь, достатньо регулярно. Всім цьом, приємного читання, лайкшерендрепост, чекаю на ваш фідбек, бо то моє пальне! ❤

Willkommen:
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Листівка.

via єдиний і неповторний спонсор вмісту астрономічної частки на цьому каналі.

Реклама хом'яків та інших домашніх тварин для mental health.

До кінця.

Бесіда каналу in a nutshell

One of the results of the horror studies is that most pieces obey certain religious framework. For instance, women in horror movies are killed more violently than men. This is explained by Eve’s sin of eating from the Tree of Knowledge. The passion for knowledge is also frequently prosecuted in horror, as it is considered that characters are unworthy and incapable of handling it.

There are levels to this game

via @farforovych.

Аж раптом яма починає їхати

PhD=Pretty huge Dick

Credit: @mandalorii

Цікаво якби я змінив варіянти місцями чи ви б так само успішно виконали завдання

Сиджу з забороною користуватись лівою стопою і заздрю