Once Upon a time there was a man -
a man like a man, nothing special.
So ... unless he couldn't sit still,
everything was fidgeting for some reason somewhere.
Lived for three, worked for seven;
did what others did not do;
I thought about things that others didn't think about.
And one night he had a wonderful dream,
in which the question sounded one interesting,
with the answer committed clear and very specific.
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"What is it The universe?"
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"Oh, come on!!! Really ? Oh, my !
The dream was long ... years passed…
30 years alien war lasted,
but as he died, he remembered those words.
in a world burned to ashes.
Closing my eyes yesterday,
he fell asleep forever.
And then
the sky laughed overhead,
30 years of war behind my back.
And he's alive
returned home today,
alive again.
I opened my eyes and woke up…
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From above they drew a picture,
set the task and defined the Messiah;
3 years puffing and puffing steam, he picked up the words,
which would reveal the topic…
Every time he told a new person
Thought and saw in the eyes of incomprehension or
grinning, he thought of a few new words.
And so, gradually, he had them.
more and more…
From an ordinary person
he became an absolute fanatic,
full of all sorts of words, ideas, solutions.
Like a cupbearer scooping with a huge ladle
from a huge barrel of wine, he took answers
"like a magician in a rabbit hat."
Endless energy permeated his body,
goosebumps ...
Where the blank walls had been,
doors sprouted now....
When he was beaten, he laughed . ,
when they laughed at him, he rejoiced.,
when you weren't paying attention: took off his pants,
showing bare ass
and it made him much more visible.
He did not recognize authorities, did not believe in other people's words...
He was told "Why do you need it?" - "It is necessary" - answered.
He wasn't asked when he was chosen.
Complained, Nothing is clear
"he swapped words in sentences.
Shouted " wildest nonsense!"
- Retorted "with a new one this is always..."
Responded then, it was 100 times,
explained the nuances; change the picture sometimes, -
"Nobody needs it!"
Grinned: the "opinion" of no one is important."
Whispered: "it's pointless and hopeless.",
- I explained, the essence is to go continuously.
Summarized "no practical application", –
and he – " think before you make judgments."
And it is not necessary that all,
It is important that these 12
they understood that this is their mission on Earth:
the old world is going nowhere, it can not be saved…
And there is even no point in breaking it - he himself goes to die with a song,
and their task is simple-it's time to start building a new world,
while enough raw materials…
On this path
his faith was tempered to that degree,
when a mere thought could change reality.
And she began to change...
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We are building a new world.
And we need pioneers…
... join us!
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Bald and very gentle
I kiss the shiny skull in the hickey,
I rub it with a cloth, admire it to tears.
My wind hasn't died down yet;
he is the one who opens the window to the North
in his madness he is great.
A vicious prophet teaches rules,
sent from the ceiling,
everyone can open the door wide
and live like this for the rest of the day.
In the realm of the merry and drunk
the train goes downhill,
Rotten prophets doom him,
and he groans, but lives.
Thousands of years under the Sun,
hammering a bolt into the Chiefs ' orders,
we're rolling right into the Sun
under the laughter of merry days.
Minutes are so short, but we must have time:
seconds pass, lost,
so shaky and so easy
silence trembles and melts …
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