If you are alone, unhappy, without a goal in life, I offer you the solution of all problems and salvation! Have an open mind!
Only the fans of Puppet Zvonko (Puppetapostles) have come to know peace, happiness, and purpose of life, with enthusiasm, serve His Majesty, proud of their wisdom by which they have discovered the true deity, and are eagerly anticipated that the Majestic Puppet may be seen and taunted by them. The inhabitants of the planet Earth do not have that privilege - as the inhabitants of the World of Fantasy - to breathe the same air that the Powerful Puppet inhaled into their holy body. Aura Puppet Zvonko (LZ), extending into the depths of the universe, space and time are so energetic that it also affects a small planet inhabited by the miserable beings - Planet Earth. This collage shows some beings (the more intelligent, the more sensitive) who felt the existence of that mighty power, there appeared a strong desire to know and understand them, but there remained a secret to them, an unfathomable mystery. These unconscious Puppet apostles, motivated by the inner need for the ultimate truth, reacted differently. Most often, they were disappointed that they were alive and did not know the true purpose, the meaning of their existence. After that, there was sadness, long-lasting depression that led to the loss of food and drink desire, often by suicide - to break the agony of worthless existence. Individuals became very angry at society around them, despised by false material, ideological and other imposed values, avoiding social contacts, trapped in solitude, meditation, and contemplation, wishing on that way perceive His Majesty, Puppet Zvonko. In contrast to this passive approach to search beingness, there were those who, in desperation, created in their miserable brains a false, surrogate religion, crazy ideology, and went to great battles, led the wars which are in the end proved wrong and futile way. Individuals - looking for the source and the cause of everything (Puppet Zvonko!), simply went on a journey, in a search along and across, without a goal, in misfortune, joining so many who are miserable and not glorious perished cause of Pre-powerful Puppet Zvonko, who did not even hear or know about some miserable worms. And if he knew, would not give a little care.
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It can a long time, for years, bury into oblivion painful events and sin from the past. Feelings of guilt cause of perpetrated - or not committed - can be repressed somewhere in do not think, the surface is then straight, concretes and colors in neutral, simple colors. Then leaves the area of oblivion, as if it did not exist. About him not to speak.
From time to time, we who were there, through the brain, spin some currents, flash that quickly extinguished. If at this point we come to The area of oblivion, we would notice how surface cracking and colors begin to darken and appear cracks. Us for years, persistent streams pass through consciousness and try to divert thoughts where we do not want it. In the area of oblivion dark blood is now spreading, hard crusts are created that will one day sure be broken. No matter when it will appear from scab demons fresh and alive as if for years they were not deeply buried in oblivion.
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Twilight was descending to the World of Fantasy when I was on the way to my home, passing by the Great pine. This old and a huge tree has always attracted the attention of every passerby, and this area had the name Plateau of a large pine. Suddenly I heard a rustle inside of his branches, like someone running through the hay. Prompted by curiosity, I stepped into the interior feeling like entering another world, calm and quiet. At first, I saw nothing but a dense treetop and rough trunk with beautiful ornaments created by Mother Nature. To my surprise then, I notice an old wizard Cyril Buma sitting on a branch with a satisfied look on his face. He smiled and said:
- Welcome to a very nice place, my boy!
Reciprocate his greetings and climb a few branches to the top and I asked him:
- What does a powerful wizard in the old pine? I did not expect to see you here.
-Easy, I'm resting - replied Cirilo Bum - on top of that I enjoy spending time with a Quiets, residents coniferous trees, and therefore this pine.
Of course, I do not notice no other creature except the two of us to be here. So I wisely kept quiet because the old wizard always could not wait to keep me a lesson on how to I can not perceive nothing but the world of reality. Through a couple minutes he tells me;
- Beings who live here are called Quiets, few people know about them, They have an exceptional feature to transfer their calmness to living things near them. Their presence brings balance and harmony in the mind and spirit, they easily develop the power of meditation and everyone in their presence soon feel the benefits of serenity. If you're going to come here in order to see Quiets, keep quiet and relaxed, empty your head of all thoughts.
Were sitting there for a while in silence, then the wizard Cirilo Bum slightly lifted from the branch on which he sat and without noise hovering somewhere. Night had already fallen so I moved home but I decided that I often come here to get to know these beings Quiets and feel their power.
Today, with joy I remember treetops of old pine, a lot of time I spent in his shade calm, quiet, relaxed, with no thoughts in my head. Although Quiets I have never seen, I felt their power when I left the treetops, fresh and serene.
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These beings, situations of the picture, I have described in previous posts. Now, when everything is visible in one place, the question arises: Why, damn it, does anyone even make such a picture? It is cheap to answer that these beings now exist and live in this material, visible world. But there is no better answer.
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It is not necessary now to state the reasons why Euzebio Whackedy is such what is he like: bad character from the World of Fantasy to whom it is only important to entertain himself, even if it hurt the other person, with mandatory physical pain (prick with a nail in the foot - from the earth - innocent passerby). His obsession with this morbid party requires lengthy, elaborate preparations: Euzebio has to dig up a small shelter in the land, similar to a mining pane. Then attach a long nail that reaches the ground level through a hidden hole above his head. When a traveler, a walker, or some passer-by comes over that hole, Euzebio stands up suddenly and stabs it with a nail in the foot. We can hardly understand the enormous pleasure that Euzebio experiences when the passerby cries out of a painful puncture. That it is a serious obsessive disorder has no doubt because Euzebio spent a long time in his shelter, in a good mood, waiting for the innocent victim. Euzebio has several tricks that he uses to increase the number abominable stitches, but about it later.
People of the World of Fantasy, sometimes before the dusk, hear the rhythmic hitting of hard plantar on the ground. During those moments, there is a need for increased caution when passing through the area of Scorpions. To many beings, their dance, the sound of hitting the feet on the ground seemed nice and their somewhat stiff dance moves were fun. Curiosity, standing, and viewing Scorpions as a dance can have a very bad outcome for a curious observer. If they see you, they will rush for you, God forbid! to catch you. With knees and elbows will sting you, and with pliers tweak so strong that your body will hurt for months, inflated like a balloon.
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Shortly after graduating in medicine doctor Illness concluded that the treatment of people does not make sense since he constantly coming new ill patients. The great desire to explore the state of the disease, he began his patients exposed to hazardous situations contagion and infection. Curious and eager for knowledge about the most serious illnesses, supported and developed existing disease in their patients. He did not hesitate to post the wrong diagnosis, prescribing the drugs that have not been treat difficult health situation, on the contrary, they encouraged further development of the disease. After several years, he was arrested and charged with numerous deaths. Very indignant, told the court that great scientists have never been properly accepted by a society full of prejudices and petty soul.
Once upon a time lived far away king who got a beautiful daughter. The news of her beauty, and the she was still a child, spread quickly through the underwater world, various rulers and dignitaries constantly came seeking her hand in marriage of the king, when the princess grows. The king sent the princess with a company of bodyguards on the coral reef, saying:
The rulers and nobles we constantly bother asking for your hand, it can impair your youth and beauty. These bodyguards will keep you until greeted your Prince. Enjoy the purest water of the underwater world and grow, I will choose and send the best prince on the coral reef that build up your own kingdom.
It is not known whether the king something happened but years passed and the prince did not come. Princess no one could to approach because the bodyguards expel anyone get close to a coral reef. Princess was impatient, sometimes angry then sad. In the end, in her is encased a melancholy who sipping fresh of face and body. Speeches some traveling singers of old songs that is opened the portal, the gateway to another world in the coral reef. Is that true, what kind is this other world it remains to to speculate.