Book: Wonderland without brakes and end of the world. Page 8

- Probably, - I say. And a shot of coffee. Only know what I sometimes think? If once upon a time we lived a completely different life in another place. And then by some chance I forgot about it and began to live as it is now, never knowing. You're a head does not come?
"No," she says. - Maybe you think it's because you - the Reader of Dreams? Still, the Readers of Dreams and think, and feel not like ordinary people...
- Who knows, - I shrug shoulders.
- Well, you know where you were and what you were doing before?
- I do not remember - I say. Then come to the front, take a paper clip and stare at her. But I feel like before there was any world. Exactly. And if there was I met with you...

Information net and makes money. Took on the fly computer fatter, gutted his memory, Zagreb production and vanish.

My philosophy is that in this world there is a huge - or rather, the infinite number of possibilities. And these opportunities are largely provided to the people of the world. In other words, the world is a coffee table made of good condensed possibilities.

Just the world is too often confirms a strange rule: the give things an objective assessment, it is better to think of them as you like - and closer to a true understanding of these things.

The older a person is, the more his life, which is irreversible.