Book: The Part Of Improvisation. Page 1

Forgives sins not the priest, hiding the face in the shadows of the temple, they let the confession that implements your repentance.

Lord God, father, I saw the steppe and had no edge. So the man by the throat and standing in the stone age, suddenly sees the first steps on the moon and with horror and delight understand the depth of knowledge that was between them. God, I saw the steppe and had no edge. Lord, teach how to live deep in the chest.

As valuable sometimes what we habitually believe things.

Spatial thinking, thought, able to embrace the Universe, including the part for which you have not yet created words, akin to genius. But we got used to the word, we stick with him so that they have become inseparable from each other.

Everyone strives for happiness, searching around the chaos of the transparent allusions to his own ideals.

A summer night, when the relentless sun disappears, but the air still felt its smell when you go outside just like that, not noticing the door threshold, which previously you had a ritual of stretching the coats, hats, and shoes, clearly separating here and there. The warmth erased the boundary lies.

And then, in the near future when he grows up, then look at his son, encircling all the gifts of civilization with the usual stick at the ready, to get of the river, and will understand a simple thing. The times are changing. But no matter how they varied, no matter what happens around, children always remain children.

It's the people that seem naive to us, is much more sensitive to this world. We would, cynics, to learn from them to look at the world unbiased opinion of the child, to perceive it intuitively honestly, without fear persists in his ideas, and we laugh at the banality of the words, blind and lost something important.

The ability to dream - it is primarily the act of creation itself. And it's not that if you're going to dream about something specific, it will surely come. The thought is material, but is embodied somewhat differently, not as straightforward as many would like. The fact that dreaming, you create your features, the prototype of the person who in the end will inevitably become.

Dream man is the one, in whose eyes the light is not on fire, but reflects the sky.

The amount of stuff in the end gives the fatigue. Almost summer from the heat of the night outside the window, the pain in his heart, the unfinished conversations, the unsolved questions in an incredibly timely words, the broken promises, the recriminations and the clamor of the city, annoying a mosquito and an unrealized dream, headache and useless solutions, light fever and a severe shortage of light and silence. It's irrelevant, petty, ridiculously stupid. But all together is the very stuffiness, mutneyuschee eye of reason nowhere, the desire to spit and go.

Any created work is self-sufficient and beginning to exist, is no longer dependent on its Creator. And love of the Creator, whatever it was, is personal happiness or tragedy of the Creator.

Self-doubt, which teaches us our morality is convenient from the point of view of society, but funny in the framework of the individual. And when you catch the person on the line, did not approve of morality, he with downcast eyes to the floor, says, I know it's not right, but so am I. The problem is that he doesn't know.

Morality is constructed from the opposite, otherwise it would not make sense. It is based on the denial of human nature. And it's funny. People are selfish by nature. This is normal and another is not. But the morality it preaches lack of selfishness. That is something that is impossible to achieve, while remaining a man. Morality was created as a tool of social control that it is not pushed to my animal nature, begins to create conflict, leading to internal conflict or self-deception. We begin to value ourselves initially, "right", in terms of morality traits, without thinking of their nature, which is rooted in the same selfishness, we begin to fear is not inherently bad things, such as the realization of his innocence. But in fact everyone thinks that he is right.