Boldly into battle!  To victory!  Courage quells fears!  Guys conquer girls, girls conquer guys.  Vain heroes of strange Wars.  The meaning of these people's lives is questionable.  All this reminds me of sturgeons going to spawn against the current.  These people are not looking for easy ways, the motives of their actions generates laughter and many questions.

I ran as fast as I could.  Thought I was late.  I ran, a crowd of people, the flight was delayed.  I stood in line for a long time, waiting.  The moral:  running, worrying and fussing are useless.  Your own will not run away from you, and you will not catch someone else's.

Plans?  Do you have plans?"  Shove all your plans up your ass.  "It's pride.  It is only fair that life should crush all your plans and thus subdue your pride.

I walked down the street with a confused expression on my face and people, sensing my embarrassment, kindly approached me, talked to me and tried to help in any way they could.

I do not think that in a critical situation you need to resist the flow and insist on your own.  I think you need to relax and, obeying the flow, correlate your actions with it.  Do they say no to you?  Don't argue.  Flow on like water.  Then there will be more loyal "yes".  Don't beat your head into closed doors like a fool, have self-respect and be polite.

Short summer, exuberant life.  Time to ripen, that's the point.

At first we were driving in fog and I thought it was going to rain, it was cold and I couldn't see anything.  Then we rose above the level of the clouds, and beauty opened before me.

A happy person is a contented person, that is, a person who is satisfied with what is.  Contentment with life is the pacification of greedy pride, which is eternally dissatisfied with reality.

Since there are no brave ones, I will try.  Brave is someone who is not afraid to try.

Volcanoes always spew gas.  Vulcan is about gas.  Carbon dioxide and water gas.  Everything else from Vulcan is a small addition. 

Stopping the volcanism will destroy the Earth's atmosphere very quickly.

If you want to be a normal happy person, tame your desire to rationalize.

The obsidian blades are perfectly sharp. 

Water and a bunch of other gases are dissolved in the stones.

On the border of the old and the new, a lot of valuable things are formed.

Mosquitoes, midges and flies, eating dead animals and fish, carry nitrogen and fertilizer around the area, making it fertile.

Most of all, the exercise "tasting in the market"trains the strength of the Will and heals from envy of other people's opinions.  You go, try expensive delicacies and do not buy anything.

For their money and turned out pockets, we will forgive them rudeness, pride, abomination, etc.  As long as the money is paid, we will flatter them, smile, fulfill every wish.  But when the money runs out, we'll either kill them or give them a humane kick in the ass.  On the other hand, it is not necessary to delay this for a long time. 

The main time of their existence, people lived near the volcano and ate plants, especially growing on volcanic soil.

Hunger is not as strong as it seems.  Experimentally  I found out that I can eat 300 grams of red caviar, crabs about 400 grams.  Then I felt sick.  Since then, my attitude towards caviar and crabs is very cool.  I feel the same way about lobster, steak, scallops and all other delicacies without exception.

Too much pleasure creates suffering.  How did you determine that?"  Once I bought a kilogram of red caviar, ate half of it and I felt sick.  Another time I bought half a kilo of crabs, ate them, and I also felt sick.

Parents are food for their offspring.  Children devour their parents.  This is a normal biological mechanism.

The point is to enjoy here and now the unique joy and benefits available here and now.  Each moment has its own unique trading offer, which you need to notice and, having evaluated it, take advantage of it.  So you will pacify boredom and find joy.  So through the available you will find the way to the impossible.

Nature is beautiful without any human involvement.  The idea that a person improves something and is the bearer of Truth or beauty is pride.  Man fulfills his desires, and brings to nature the novelty of new forms, changing, that is, breaking, perfect natural forms.

They say that in nature everything is useful, naturally reasonable and there is nothing useless.  However, the existence of man himself rejects this theory.  Man is useless and accidental from the point of view of nature.  If man disappears, nature will rise in a riot of forms.

Bragging is dangerous, because bragging breeds envy and aggressive irritation.  from others.

Taming the value of things, we increase the number of such things.  That is, the pacification of pride generates reproduction.  High value reduces the number of things and reduces  ability to reproduce.

A lover is joyful if he succeeds in pleasing the one he loves.  However, often the lover turns into a greedy drug addict, who by force and deception tries to get joy from the object of his love.  The vilest want to double their joy by imposing their joys on the" loved ones", demanding that they share and multiply this joy.

People around her expect a woman to become not herself, but someone who meets their expectations, their drug, the product of their fantasies and dreams.  Waiting for people around them kills a woman, depriving her of feeling real.  However, who first started this war?  Isn't a woman's head full of similar fantasies and demands on the world around her?

They say you need to get used to it gradually, but I noticed that this is nonsense.  Going into cold water is bullying. 

The most expensive stupidity is to want something that is not there.  Should  want what's available.  That is, he saw-he wanted, or noted that he could want next time.  Wanting something that is not in sight is very foolish. 

Life is finite.  Death is finite.  Life and death are one and inseparable.  The unity of life and death makes them infinite.

The moon knows everything and sees everything.  The moon looks in all the windows and souls.  All secrets and dreams are revealed before the impassive gaze of the Moon.  All that was hidden by the light of day, the light of night makes manifest.  A man lies and dreams of insomnia.  A sleepless man howls at the Moon.  A Moonlight Path runs from the Moon to him, and voices are heard.  Repent and you will be saved.  Follow the true path.

"Coward, coward, coward," the Moon whispers to the sleeper through the window.  The sleeper dreams of insomnia.  The sleeper looks at the Moon and nothing can save him from shame and regret.  The sleeper dreams as he closes his eyes, but the moon does not disappear.  The moon shines through his closed eyes in Mute reproach.

The symbol of syntalism is the moon, because the moon path is the path that shows souls lost in darkness the way to salvation.

A person can invent any future for himself, but the future that fate offers him will always be better.  They say the best is the enemy of the good, but I say the best is the friend.  The path of humility with what fate offers a person.

One day I checked into a hotel, and it seemed to me that the toilet flushing barrel of the toilet did not work in the toilet of my room.  I pressed the button and nothing happened.  Then I accidentally pressed harder and everything worked.  I concluded that sometimes the goal remains unattainable when a person presses too weakly and hesitantly.

I thought about it.  They say the path to hell is paved with good intentions.  I see people giving up good intentions and going to hell.  More  "I see only one road.  Wherever I go, there is only one road.  There are no alternatives, what to do?  Like everyone else, I also have a heavy burden of good intentions in my hands.  I thought, What if, out of principle, do not give up your good intentions, do not throw them away and with a proudly raised head courageously go to hell with them?  My good intentions are like a candle in the dark.  You ask, why is there more fire in hell?  What do I care about their fire?  I think their fire is some kind of deception... they say:  Morning has come-put out the fire, " and I am silent and pretend that I hear nothing, do not see, do not understand.  I play dumb and hold my fire tightly in my hands.

They say the road to hell is meant well, but I also noticed that there is only one road.  I have noticed that those who, through temptation or deception, throw away their good intentions, go straight to hell.  Others who have not succumbed to temptation go the same way to hell, pass through it and go further into darkness.  What do they seek and find there in the darkness?

I came up with the idea of controlling myself with songs.  If I need to develop some property or idea, I listen to songs that inspire me to do it.  There are songs that inspire me to feat, to freedom, to courage…  There are different songs.

To climb ahead, breaking circumstances, is pride.  By subduing his own pride and renouncing this desire, a person acquires the right to miracles and joys that come from the virtue of humility.  For example, the same wish can be fulfilled in a different, more elegant way.

What doesn't want to end doesn't want to be perfect.  The one who wants everything to be perfect wants the end.

And why do you need integrity and ideality?  For show?  From greed?  Will it be enough?

To achieve the ideal, you need great restraint and patience.  You need to learn to say "no"  imperfect options.

What do they think is ideal?  A situation where everything corresponds to their desires, understanding and expectations.  This is a very ignorant and selfish understanding of the ideal, which does not correspond to reality.

I have noticed that stronger and more sincere desires are fulfilled much more elegantly than passionate and impudent ones.  For example, I wanted to reach Point A. breaking the circumstances, I went to A. However, then I acutely and very quickly wanted to leave everything and be at home.  With this return  from A was also very heavy and would take 6 hours.  When, under the pressure of reality, that is, of truth, I had subdued my passion, circumstances miraculously and easily got me home in an hour.

I am skeptical when I feel a longing in me.  I think so.  It will come true-well, it will not come true-also good.  When this longing does not come true, I feel the same satisfaction as if it had come true.  More  moreover, I say to this desire:  "Don't worry, if circumstances allow, we'll try to realize you next time."

I saved everything for later.  Nothing to fight for, nothing to share.  No one wants anything from me.  I found peace.  All my desires are waiting for reality to match them.  My focus is on the accessible.

Unnecessary someone outside the window stood and demanded love.  Is he a fool?  The love that is demanded is not needed by anyone.  And this person wants to be needed personally himself, this is completely stupid.  I have many passions and they all demand something.  If this man were to appeal to my passions and offer them something valuable, apparently he could become valuable to them as long as he helps them selflessly.  What is love?  It is a joy when this person appears.  All my passions rejoice to see him.