Matekel, the lionite, was walking down a street. He came down the square that had his monument in the center, which his father raised to honor all the great deeds Matekel has done. And as he was coming out of the square, he felt a strong quake, coming from his…

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God’s child. The voices say I am a God’s child. How am I a God’s child, when I suffer so much? I’m not God’s child. The voice says: “You are God’s child, but you’re not baptised!” I’m not baptised, so what if I’m not, I would answer. I have God…

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It’s Wednesday. The middle of the working week. What am I doing? Well, I’m suffering. I’m going mad, but that’s not a problem. That’s what I’m used to. Well then, if it’s not a problem, from what am I suffering? Well from maddening out, what else? It seems I am…

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And so, one day, Matekel the lionite, was walking down the road, when he heard the intensive buzzing, getting louder and louder. He turned behind his back and in that moment katana sword sliced his belly, slightly. The lionite quickly distanced, as far as he could and in one moment…

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It’s a journey and I’m traveling. But I’m standing still, waiting for the train to move. Nothing is happening, state without thoughts. In this state, it’s even hard to write a story. Well, it’s how it is when I don’t have thoughts. What is the problem? Why don’t I have…

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It’s Sunday. I’m resting, but also writting a story. Well yes, there was the Saturday to rest from writting, just like other activities too. However, it wasn’t a perfect Saturday. Again I smoked too much and stared at the screen. That don’t give me peace somewhat, but what comforts is…

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There was a lionite by the name of Matekel. With large posture and quite a belly, he was walking down a street. Suddenly, behind his back, a robot attacked him. The robot had a spherical head, three times bigger than the rest of his body. His torso was an extruded…

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