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Fuss moves us away from each other
Braided all thoughts with a web stick
Therefore, it is sometimes difficult
Distinguish between small and great

Bustle is a cell for hypnosis victims
Although her doors are wide open
Only few who finds us
The strength in itself to leave it

Overcoming spasms and convulsions,
Waves of despair, outbreaks of madness,
I break the sticky bonds
Poisonous, slippery octopus
On the way to the world of unshakable truths,
Where each act is meaningful,
On the other side of hell and paradise
I'm free, I'm starting up

Revelations are waiting for you like birds
That they are ready to flush off from snowy branches
Do not frighten them with a rude nonsense,
After all, they are afraid of fuss

I have a few more steps left
In the direction of the open door
Only take your head out of the vice
Away from a cramped cage quickly

To the spaces of the fields, to the will,
To the limitless blue sea,
To wild herbs, to frantic waves,
Above the thunderstorm, over flashes of lightning
Faster than flame and wind
Already almost at the speed of light
In the direction of the lunar treats
I'm breaking away from the ground, and ...

Run away from fierce symptoms of neurosis
From games without rules, from the performances of the shameful
From this taller prose,
Boring to me to nausea

Through the anfilads of countless rooms
According to the corridors of stuffy and dark
Along the highway going into the sky
Through the garden covered with snow
Park, wasteland, no road back
Further - take -off strip
Pour out and feel flame
Sparks of stars under my feet, and ...