Overregulated World

Overregulated World

Headache, stress, pushing, and suffering in this life
Where do we want to go in our world? Who drives it? And where?

I see. The reality. Into the destruction. Wars. Death
The average person feels the competition, pressure

Daily. Its fate. Looks normal. Isn’t that? Destroyed mind
Part of a dying civilisation. The life of the person. Hmm

He wants to live. She wants to live. But there is no own life
We create prisons for the future, for the next generations 

“No. It’s not true. You are not right”. Said my Master Satan
“Bad system drives humanity. Economically. Psychologically.
And politically. But. Psychology drives all of them. Criminals.”

So, this is the reality. An unknown interest group drives the people
“Yes. First method, the psychological way. Make power on minds.”
They are behind the psychology. These criminals. Dark hyenas

But what is the best way?
“Create a new world. Totally. Absolutely”
But how? What is the method?
“The health anarchy.”
Said it, Master Satan
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