i need some charity please for at least once, while my work remains unpaid and i have to give it for nothing in return... my survival too costs you know... despite all my sincere effort to make it energy free... the might of The Capricorn revels when he falls down on his knees. only then he's able to walk trough the door connecting the world of the living and the world of them dead. you might wanna say the whole world is such -- crying for help -- they are crying from yesterday i am crying the whole eternity. ever since i was born poverty and misery are my companion (how do i prove it, i would not be inventing their permanent solutions and wait for the one to buy them and nobody has a solution like i have. the miraculous thing about it is my insanity involved in the whole process -- i am the first Bardovci lunatic with this many innovations -- and guess what today i am again with no food). my mother lives in hopes of my deliverance, my uncle too, the entire Army of неточни војници in Bardovci lunatic's asylum, their justice and dignity are mine to recover.