Book: About ONE

Once again getting down on the pillow Lisa, I could not resist and asked:
- And who are these who "may not know" ?
- Adults - of course she replied.
To me this was not enough, and I asked again:
- Why?
- Because when adults get older, they are awful in anything then don't believe. And still squint like this... Lisa was an adult who really believes in nothing.
- Oh, yeah...
Now I certainly knew what the adults.

Here. Still, I am. I exist. Talking about me around. I the most that neither is the most important part in the mechanism of this world. But if I am, then still it is necessary for someone, isn't it?

For some reason, the older I get, the faster time goes. I still of course understand this question, but I think that the cause is human blindness. The older - the less sighted. It's like once you forget to wipe the window. It suddenly turbid, and almost nothing is visible.

Adults, children. As the anthill. Running around in a hurry, worried. Well, exactly like ants, only they are able to carry on their backs the burden, surpassing in severity the weight, but people only think you can carry more, but actually not half mastered.