Editorial - Industrial velvet drop of juice gyrus: "Two days ago I returned with cc1 and ever since I was gnawing at something incomprehensible, inexplicable, intractable understanding ..."

<b>Editorial</b> - Industrial velvet drop of juice gyrus:

| Editorial = industrial velvet drop of juice gyrus
| Skreamer / / skrew



                                Goodbye, beautiful, delicious

                                lily, resting in a small

                                scenic shrines farewell

                                beautiful lilies, our pride

                                and justify our existence.

                                Goodbye, bastards!



                                       Jean-Paul Sartre, 
"Nausea" 



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    Some kind of sad. Unjustified, thankless sadness, and the 
precipitate on your soul. Two days ago I returned from the cc1 
and since then I Eating something incomprehensible, 
inexplicable, intractable understanding. I involuntarily recall 
how fucking cool it was in Peter and me is sad that all this 
has passed. However, I have It is high time to get used to it. 
I always like that. When I came home from Perm, I must have 
been even worse. I find it difficult to think, write, move and 
do something ... 


    However, my heart becomes a little heat from the
the fact that I in no way constrained by what I can do what I 
want, or at least write what I want. I have the same success 
can not send all in the ass, or say I'm all, all the love, love 
more life, more than myself. And, okay. Still no one can hear 
me and do not understand.




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                and the time is coming. Cap. Cap. Cap.



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know, yet it would seem quite recently, I - honestly -
irony of the once popular under Article Unbeliever'a
called "I'm scared." then I was not scared. be
can you catch some further touch of arrogance, but
I say: yes, if I was not scared! Then I thought
everything just fine, and can not be better to imagine! all me
was seen in only pink and orange. us
waterfall fell upon a heap dem, warez a different party, the 
newspaper good and bad. like to smile. but now - do not believe 
it - I recently started to feel that I'm scared, really

scary! I realized that I felt then the old man Unbeliever. I
felt that there is a limit. Then, I was still young and
green, but now I really began to understand that when you
looking upward from beneath the stage, it seems to you a large 
and a diverse, prosperous and flourishing. but when you

climb up on it when you get into it, when you
become a part of it, when you start to breathe it - then
you really get scared. are you afraid of that, and Placebo
Brainwave will soon get tired of writing demos, and you will 
remain alone. you afraid that the CPU will stop releasing 
Adventurer, Raww Arse spits on Subliminal Extacy, a Survivor 
cast Insanity, and you be alone. you begin to fear that all the 
talented people come on there, do not be afraid of the word - 
sceners - simply go away, and you Ostash one. one on one with 
zytyksystami, which, sooner or later, to plunge headlong into 
the game-industry, only, unfortunately, with the consumer side. 
you really you begin to feel fear. fear of loneliness. you with 
tears in eyes recall those times when you're foaming at the 
mouth branded pc and everything connected with it. you know 
what was then the naive child. are you afraid that all will go 
away ... hehehe ... Where? where leave? on the pc? on the 
amiga? What is the difference between zx, pc and amiga? hmmm 
... tell me please! you start to think that it's not so bad. 
Well, what harm can be others, not zx, scenes? you begin to 
wonder what Indeed, one might begin to conquer new heights.

after all the other scenes (although the scene, then in essence 
a) not less than interesting ...


... But in general, bro, you know? Bayda is everything.



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- Why we do not like the scenery? I asked why
spektrumistam do not like the word "scene"? word of their beats?
it offends them? haha! and how much it do? with what
regularly? once a year? let me guess - probably the most
summer! somewhere so in August, the numbers of commercials in 
the twenties? No? as so no? and when? silent? Well shut up. and 
I say - shut up. not want to be silent? then speak. You see - 
you have nothing to say. and All the same direction. Robin 
Hoods lousy. Yes, we do not bend your fingers. what ask? who 
are oppressed? I would say, who bends. hmm. oppression. word 
how interesting - "oppression". "Feudal oppression." I wonder 
who is this "feudal" and that he is there, "oppression". hmm,

really ... Oh, sorry, my goddamn fighter for justice.
I digress from our in-depth discussions. So. You can? I can
I'll ask you for permission? can I ask you permission to
then, can I ask you about whether you want me ... ah,
I'm sorry. again, I just do not digress. So, what do I want? 
Yes. with Your permission I will take futile attempt to present 
your point of view. You can? Thanks. Many thanks. Many thanks,

Your Zytyksyststvo. I said right? Well, that's fine. So.
do you think ... Oh, sorry. Do you think scenery stupid
presumptuous sucker who love to pull the language and
poobvalivat your brother in the mud. and, as a rule, there is 
little being able to save this. MDA. Well, leave it on your 
conscience. [Raise my hand to ask for the word] but let me.

let's delete all the unnecessary programs that are
in fact, were written by those presumptuous sucker? and
that's a good idea! come on! no, you just imagine how
that's fine - write texts in the iS-DOS'e! have not tried? where
better than cannabis, I tell you! about alcohol, sir, I am all 
the more silence. but what you will Gens'e? Oh, I feel you are 
there 'll like cheese in butter ride. I know: the very cheese. 
just kidding. hehe, laugh, joke now! oh, excuse me sir, I 
forgot. I could not forget that your sense of humor a couple of 
years ago you were exchanged for CD-ROM with the strategies. 
Okay. I'm sorry. well. explain you are the scenes, the same 
thing, like playing tennis with the wall - on old Freud is 
useful in both cases reduce to masturbation. will still be some 
kind of no use. or perhaps to entertain you again? oh! I see 
you yawning already - but what annoying ...




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- You missed it? tears? Then, with your permission, I
continue. hmm. probably throw this whole rant courtesy.
hmm. "Quality is not my factory" - what is it? You can? I can
I will call you on "you"? possible. So. I - sceners. beat me,
strike! stumps me in the ass, tell me I'm a bitch! Yes! Yes, I 
want it! Hurt me! afraid? That's just it! and then be started 
again your old hurdy-gurdy: "Dad, ftsenery naezzyayut! ani 
block!" and by the way - in vain. fear nothing. let's, you know 
what? Let us you and I play a game? want? come on. I am a 
doctor, and you 'll be patient. Agreed? come on. You come to 
me. here. Sit down, sit down, pal. Well, tell me what's wrong? 
that you worried about? C-C-EH-A? hmm, curious, curious. Well,

take off your clothes and show me where it hurts. so. opppa. 
nuuu, brother that's my opinion too. that's what you - get 
up-ka with squatting and Turn around to face me rather than ... 
hmm. Do you really think that scene - is, I am sorry butt? and 
even more so - is yours. so. serious illness. but nothing, will 
try to heal. patient lie on the couch. Close your eyes. close. 
and myself too close. and me - open, I'm the doctor! what do 
you remember? so. lay down. fellow. Now open your eyes and look 
at the pendulum. carefully see. Your eyelids grow heavy ... you 
fall asleep ... mmm ... umm, no stop! Hypnosis is not a cure. 
indeed, severe disease. you want to talk about this? Come on

talk. So. you complain that they beat you? No? hmm, then
probably miscall abusive words? too, no? You do not
know? interesting. what did you say they do? Bend the fingers? 
and that you these fingers, probably in the eye go? No? Well, 
what Why do you then complain? You do not need them - sit in 
silence. healthy you. Come here. and, I'm sorry, your ass, do 
not forget. who are you without it, then ...




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We have read and understood. We read again and again not
understood. for the third time we have not read - was sent to 
hell dog. sent for a lot. that is, for example, a new fad

such - to write on every duffer garbage and give it a
highly artistic, fucking, [lit, or, worse yet, some kind of
[Different. We called them bitches and lohami and spat in his 
face. read the first time - we were accused of stsenovosti. 
read in the second - was accused of nestsenovosti. We blamed 
the fact that we changed their name, accused us that we were 
told in than we were accused. "Happiness - it's when you 
understand." We did not understood. but we're happy! We are 
happy because we understand each other, we understand 
ourselves, we understand what we do, we want to do something 
and try to do something! come on! blame us that at the party 
stuff we write reviews, which we will nor honor, instead of 
just giving the bare well-worn Results! accuse us of what we're 
trying to be original and somehow diversify dull, gray and

monotonous, with few exceptions, the vagina, from which
stack of small tumbled and odnolikie, like the Chinese, so
called newspapers and magazines. accuse us that we do not
such as all, and that we feel do not like it!
accuse us of what we want to improve, rather than
marking time in a pile of cow dung! blame us for everything! us
After all, in fact, for ...



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... And did I not going to shoot the breeze in front of you. 
and read all same advice.




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This is what I think. perhaps those for whom the majority of it 
all and was intended, fell asleep and turned to stone still 
while reading title of the article. Well, epigraph, at worst. 
and now it Only those whom I love the really ... but who knows 
... 



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because we love you! but you do not understand ...



                                     It was the last straw ...