The Best Bitch on the Net, English version, 34

34. SO WHAT'S THE PROBLEM? or THE GAME IS THE QUEEN OF EVERYTHING .!. ))

“That's the problem, Reb! You're dealing with someone who's objectively inadequate, but according to the law, it turns out that you're the inadequate one!”

“Hmm...” Rabbit grunted, “Why is that a problem for you?” Well, yes, all truly intelligent people today are aware that the law is not on their side, and yes, it is stupid... And it was written, in general, for stupid people... Smart people understand everything anyway. By birthright, so to speak... Well, or, in any case, they should understand...

“To whom should they understand, Reb?” Wie-the-Poo smiled.

“Well, to themselves, for starters... And then life will show, as they say...” And Rabbit adjusted his pince-nez again.

“Okay, so who are these so-called ‘truly’ intelligent people who owe everything to everyone, and above all, to themselves?”

“The answer to that question is very simple, my friend,” smiled the “Big-Eared Bastard”. “They are, you see, creatures who feel the pulse of their own lives more keenly than others. Who, from youth, feel that everything in this world is conditional and, in essence, everything is a deception, except for their own ”I," which also comes from nowhere and one day disappears into nowhere. These are creatures that are difficult to manipulate, forcing them to act in their own interests, by getting them hooked, like on drugs, on beautiful but false fairy tales about universal prosperity, about the brotherhood and kinship of all living beings, and about the need to rush and fall, tearing themselves and their loved ones apart, to defend to the last drop of their blood some mythical homeland that is constantly threatened by mortal danger... And so on... In short, these are the kinds of creatures that the so-called State has never been able to seriously control.

Why does it even bother with them? Why does it want to control the intelligentsia? The intelligentsia doesn't bother the State and doesn't seek to control it! The intelligentsia understands that everything is an illusion and everything is conditional, and that there is no state in principle, and therefore it is impossible for anyone to control something that does not exist in reality... Isn't that so?” Wie-the-Poo asked, tilting his head slightly to one side with a hint of mischief.

"Of course it is, my friend! I'm glad you finally understand that! That's why we don't need your little Revolution! As long as you need the Revolution, you de facto acknowledge the existence of the State. When you begin to understand that, in essence, there is nothing, and there never has been, you become a truly free, truly intelligent person, and then no State can scare you, neither the Warlike Gopher nor the Rosy Hamster, and you don't need any little Revolution!

“Reb, Poo, why are you stuck here? Hurry up and get on stage!!! We're on air in three minutes!!!” Pyuppa suddenly ran into their dressing room, having recently quit webcamming and taken a job as assistant director of the top talk show “Who Gives a Fuck About Other People's Misfortunes?”...

“Okay, buddy, we'll talk on stage!” Rabbit winked slyly at Wie-the-Poo and gently pushed him forward toward the heavy velvet curtains...



New submissive session with a beautiful mature Hungarian bitch Szilvia Lauren .!.))

A cool bitch, originally from the once socialist Hungary... The chick was born in 1973, just like me... The girl is literally beaten with a big, strong dick, which, I suppose, works no worse than a rubber hose... ))

And now imagine that this hose is used to beat the chick right on her pussy! ))
She screams with delight and sweet pain at the same time...

When she screams especially loudly, the merciless dick bursts into her hole up to the balls and, after a couple of thrusts, hits the slut on her whore's vulva again!!! In general, everything is just as we like it - no respect for women, as, in fact, deep down, all normal chicks prefer to fuck... )))

Women always outwardly demand respect, but for some reason they cum hard in the role of a dirty, submissive whore... )) Apparently, nature is still stronger than momentary and temporary liberal heresies... )) The game is Queen of Everything .!. ))



“Thank you for your extremely original opinion!” exclaimed the host of “Who gives a fuck about someone else's grief?” loudly, like a circus ringmaster, a young, effeminate goat in a purple tailcoat. "Our platform is the arena of the eternal battle between Good and Evil! A field where different, sometimes polar opposite, opinions clash and fight for the Truth! But the Truth is worth fighting for! That is the concept of our program on the main entertainment channel of the best country in the world, and it will remain so! Well, in conclusion, we would like to take this opportunity to ask Maestro Poo to read us something from his latest poems! Maestro, you have the floor again!” And the goat, inviting Wie-the-Poo to read, clapped his hands lightly, breaking into a strained, benevolent smile...


Automatic translation by AI with rhymes preserved,
but slight distortion of meaning...))


*   *   *
Gradually, everything crumbled away…
But it didn't hurt, no way…
Just as if it all dissolved, you see…
Some bumps, some chips, a fleeting spree…
In essence, nothing remained for me…
Just paltry little thoughts, wild and free…

Halted, that notorious,
"inner conversation," quelled,
the "flow" has stopped,
the broadcast expelled…
No one's caught, no thief compelled…)))
No one is here,
and no one has anything
left for us, a farewell knell…

No one's here who could grieve and sigh,
that everything's passed…
Consequently,
no extra pain came nigh…
Just two silly kittens,
named Good and Evil, thereby,
tangled in a ball,
across the starry field they fly,

toward the nearest Black Hole's gleam…
It cunningly promised them a different dream…))


Original poem in Russian...))

*   *   *
Постепенно всё разрушилось…
Но это было небольно…
Просто как будто всё рассосалось…
Какие-то шишки, какие-то фишки…
В сущности, ничего не осталось…
Так, жалкие какие-то мыслишки…

Остановлен пресловутый
«внутренний разговор»,
остановлен «поток»,
прекращено вещание…
Никто не пойман, никто не вор…)))
Никого нет,
и никто ничего
не оставил нам на прощание…

Никого нет, кто расстроиться мог бы,
что всё прошло…
Следовательно,
не случилось и лишней боли…
Лишь два глупых котёнка
по кличкам Добро и Зло
спутались в клубок
и катятся по звёздному полю

в сторону ближайшей Чёрной Дыры…
Та лукаво им посулила иные миры…))


“Poo, that was just awesome!” exclaimed Hold-me the panda, dramatically throwing her arms open to embrace the Poet. "Especially that part, the bitter one about 'two stupid kittens, Good and Evil, black hole, pussy — everything's a mess,“ or whatever you call it?” And she burst out laughing again in a friendly way. “That's very subtle, Poo! Very cool!” I'm proud to know you!”

“Thanks, Holly!” Wie-the-Poo thanked her and gave his friend a light slap on the ass...



The art of blowjobs on camera in the family life of a mature couple ...

Peter Peter and Aimee got tired of the hustle and bustle of city life and moved to a country house. But even there, they are busy doing what they love: they have fun and fuck hard on camera to the delight of people and other free-thinking, enlightened audiences, but never forgetting the main thing: existence is an illusion, and only sincere acceptance of this fact gives a person a timid hope for happiness in any of the endless number of lives granted to each of us  .!. ))


T H E   E N D...

 

December 2023–January 2025, Moscow.


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