Book: My Ragnarok. Page 1

I needed a hope - no matter how demeaning it sounds...

The best epilogue, which you can only dream of, is the dot, but not printed on paper, and a long series of imperceptible holes formed on the thin tissue of reality after someone else slipped away without saying goodbye.

You always say the inevitable "not tonight", and you are often able to force him to retreat. But if the inevitable and retreat for a short while.

Conversing with you, I think I begin to comprehend the logic of the mysterious force that moves everything in the Universe. If this power wished to join us in the conversation, she would have probably said that was not going to do anything, but nevertheless why-that happened.

If the person is not taken long for the business, the business itself is taken for it.

We both almost liked each other exactly so that, without saying a word, decided to see each other less often, so as not to spoil good relations.

An angry woman can turn into a deadly weapon all on his way.

We always go exclusively to meet his destiny, even when you go to the bathroom, on the move unbuttoning his pants, because between any two points located on the surface, you can hold one and only one straight.

- No one knows. - Thoughtfully said Athena. - Maybe the dead don't like to burn - even in your magic fire, it's just we don't hear their protests...
Nonsense! The dead who were lucky enough to get out of here through the door, which opens fire, never complain that they gave a bad funeral. Perhaps they really don't care, ' I said. I didn't like her an incredulous look, and I said, - don't forget: when I say dead, I know what you say!

They are just dead people... - And we're just dying gods.

That day I realized that to control the situation much easier and more enjoyable than to entrust it to someone else. Scary happens only to those who helplessly sits in the backseat and trying to convince myself that the steering wheel is in good hands.

What are you silent? About something important or about nothing?

Reality is always easier... and much worse, right? Around is full of dragons, which devour us alive day after day, so we stop paying attention to them and believe that this is normal human life.

Let's agree that I am a small crappy miracle that you somehow happened, a sunbeam in a dark room, spot light, hectic flashing which brings a smile and shows that there is real somewhere the sun... Who would miss a stupid glare, seeing the real sun?