Ebland - "Only dirty clouds shed tears for you and me."

 Country Eblandia

 "Only dirty
                          the clouds are shedding
                          tears for us
                          you"

 Semantic Hallucinations

(C) lyriK(sinn/dtr/fdm)
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 Proof
     "Delirium Tremens are not stagers"


  How many times have we heard from the pages
numerous electronic Spectrum
magazines about Stage and Stagers. In the imagination
gray mice, to which we count ourselves,
Scener (that’s right - with a capital letter, otherwise
try to write with a little girl - they’ll kill you,
and I’m not even thirty-three yet),
seems to be some kind of seasoned people,
who in his lifetime has seen such a thing and
I also did such a cool thing that I
the attic is literally tearing up (not at our place - at His place, from
pride in oneself - the Stager, which means
definition, and behind the Stage). But somehow I left
off topic (here, bitch, for some reason I always leave
somewhere - either for beer, then to the women, then
from the women, then to the toilet (sometimes I have to).
C'est la vie after all, as they say
sometimes Chinese).
  Let's get to the proof...
  After long and tedious discussions,
we can conclude that the group DeliriumTremens^FDM is not a scene group
for some reasons that will
are outlined below:

 - We don't like Scenergy magazine,
   which should please ALL Sceners
 - The scener should only use
   by your nickname and under no circumstances
   must give out his own right and left
   real name (see copyright above)
 - We don't like "scene pictures" -
   these are those who are without insight of conscience
   (ugh, what disgusting...) they rip from the pussy,
   amYgY, bekashki, corvette, UKNTs, DVK,
   dandy, tetris and so on (drive
   it can take a very long time, but it seems to me
   this is not necessary)
 - The Stager must support the Stage, and we
   We're ruining it - these are bastards, scum!
 - And in the end, we don't give a fuck
   Stagers - after all, we can’t have
   give a fuck about yourself. Although, no,
   I'm sorry, we don't give a fuck about ourselves, but
   anyway, WE ARE NOT SCENES!!!

       About "hello" in ZX-Pilot #39

  Reading the above-mentioned newspaper, I did not find
Hello to our group (delirium tremens,
if anyone is still at the Faculty of Civil Engineering).
Why!?      Why, I ask
dear comrades from
Dear Proxima group.  After all, in
they were in previous issues. Or are we no longer
Are we “good spektrumists”? After all
we may be offended.  And even die from
grievances.   Or maybe we'll hang ourselves
a garbage dump with pigeons and homeless people. And what! Who
will be drinking at Kruger's housevodka, smoking
Is ganjik also nutmeg? That's right, NOBODY! you
just think!  Nobody will
get drunk, get high, get drunk,
ask the neighbors for a salutan in order to
to sell it to drug addicts for "screw" and
buy more booze, no one will sleep
under the beds, no one will be
no one will talk to the ceiling
no one will organize a "lamour de trois"
never confess your love to a cockroach
brilliant books, magazines will be written,
programs, pictures... What does it turn out to be,
gentlemen!      Proxima personally
ruins our underground
platform.  And in what way does it work?
imperceptibly, harmoniously, with malice,
becoming like the Jews.   People, people!
Save the Spectrum!   Proxima is falling apart
platform.  At least in our city.
 Sos Our Speccy!

 The thing will kill the platform!

  According to the coolest and most advanced
scener Lasofta, magazines and newspapers that
is released by our group, namely Funeral,
Melancholy, You guys are killing “our” platform.
Why?  But because “everyone is pushing into it,
which is not inherent in her." Just like that! I'm killing
platform.  I AM A KILLER! The clitoris is not inherent
me => he kills me => there is in the clitoris
destructive beginning. EUREKA!

 About people

  Some Brutal Creators in their IzhNews
expressed indifference to
their newspaper.  What did you want, gentlemen?
It's time to get used to it - after all, the platform
dead. And the dead, as we know, cannot
talk.  Just like that.  That's it for you -
proof that the platform is dead.

 About software, graphics, music...

  How sometimes they bring in people who
wrote stunning software, drew
cool graphics, wrote awesome music,
cool text... Did you know,
dear, that all this intellectual
property (as it is fashionable to say now)
neither is the merit of only one author. After all
there are many others, more
significant factors contributing to
writing "junk".  It seems to me
the reader will understand what I mean (although
"he" may not understand, but it's his
Trouble).  It's also interesting to watch
object of "ascension".   He fell ill
star fever, shouts: “I (We)
the best(e), all are suckers" and so on. Hmm... Ah
does he know that in his place he could
problems turn out to be different and then about “him”
no one would have known if not for chance,
which andis that "factor". All
NOTHING, existing NOTHING,
existential NOTHING...