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Looks like the time we had now is very weary short.  I never knew you before, hey ... why would you wanted to be my joy, anyway ?  Hardly, in these times of terrible changing when everything seems uncertain and everyone acts rampaged; the earth crust trembling and the polar shifting - made all things downing the upside and life's in the survival world's getting difficult day by day...  Romantic archaic - deranged dead planet world...

The knocking on the doorstep might be fatal, the…

Dry lands ...  Dry lands ... And more dry lands ...  Is all we can see now form here and everywhere ...

When water becomes a new gold and oil, everyone's biting everybody - feasting all fleshy things, eating up the pride, the vanity and the modern inventions whole ...  It's death to our modern day intensity, our dilemma atrocity, our thirsty war over oil, our deliverance towards evil errorist-ism campaign ...  The supervulcan-oes historical eruptions and the giant tidal…

As The Prom Night party begin to erupts and all the students was like mad muddy hippie people in trance making some older people like me a bit jealous about how time passes by so fast for some of us; The Night of young lovers night.  The music's loud, the party goers went wild; the boys and the girls having their last high school time to be celebrate !

It was few hours before ...  Right before, terrible things happened in a blink of an eye !

Some of the guests were acting…

Whether I'm alone with you or not ... I will stay survive, with or without you I will deliver I will come out alive, I promises I'll never give up !  But, on the contrary... Here I am, with one broken ankle - pretty badly and armless - empty handed ...  Alone, afraid and no hope...  Stranded here on this car wreck of mine, formerly the fastest cool access to my escaping plan turns to a terrible disaster - thanks to the deer that crossing the street awkwardly and in a few seconds I loose a…