Book: Roadside picnic. Page 1

Every man for himself, God for all.

The mind is a complex instinct, has not yet formed completely. Have in mind that instictivly activity is always purposeful and natural. A million years from now our instinct will have matured and we will stop making mistakes that are probably inherent property of mind. And then, if in the Universe to change anything, we happily become extinct - again, precisely because we have forgotten how to make mistakes, that is, to try different, not predusmotrenny hard program options.

I'm an animal, you see, I'm an animal. I have no words, I never learned how, I do not know how to think, the bastards didn't let me learn how to think. But if you really like... Almighty, omnipotent, compassionate, deal with it! Look into my soul, I know, there is everything you need. Should be. The soul-in fact I never sold! She's my human! You take from me what I want, it just can't be that I would want something bad! Goddamn it, I can't think of anything, except those words of his: HAPPINESS FOR ALL in VAIN, AND LET will LEAVE NOBODY OFFENDED!

Man is born to think (there he is, Kirill, finally!...). Just because I don't believe it. And never believed and now do not believe, and why man is born - I don't know. Born here and born. Fed in his own way. May we all be healthy, and they let them all starve. Who is we? Who are they? Nothing to understand.

Sometimes I ask myself, what the hell are we cool? To make money? But what the hell do we need money if we just do what's cool?...

He was right: the most heroic act of humanity - is the fact that it has survived and intends to survive.

"You ask me what makes man great? - he quoted. - That created a second nature? That set in motion forces that almost space? That in a brief time he conquered the planet and opened a window to the Universe? No! The fact that, despite all this, he has survived and intends to survive and beyond."

Give man an extremely simplified system of the world and explain every phenomenon away on the basis of this simplified model. This approach does not require any knowledge. A few memorized formulas pins so-called intuition, the so-called practical minds and so-called common sense.

Usually a trivial definition is used: reason is that part of man which distinguishes its activity from animal activity. Sort of, you know, an attempt to distinguish the owner from the dog who understands everything, just can't speak. However, this flat definition suggests a more witty. Based on bitter observation of the above-mentioned human activities. For example: reason is the ability of a living creature to perform unreasonable or unnatural acts.

Humanity as a whole is too fixed a system, there's no changing it.

The trouble is that we don't notice as the years pass, he thought. To hell with the years, we don't notice everything changing. We know that everything changes, we are taught from childhood that everything changes, we have seen many times with my own eyes how things are changing, and at the same time, we are not able to notice the moment when there is a change, or looking for a change, not where he should be.

And now no one knows what it's like ulcer whether, the Treasury, the hellish temptation, Pandora's box, the devil, the devil... Enjoy gradually. Twenty years of puffing, billions spent, but organized robbery to establish and could not. Everyone makes their own small business, and the academic heads solemnly broadcast: on the one hand it must be admitted, and on the other hand we can not agree, because the object is so-and-so, being irradiated with x-rays at an angle of eighteen degrees, quatitative emits electrons at an angle of twenty two degrees...

The strange thing is, why do we like it when people praise us? The money from this increase. Fame? What we can have glory? "He's famous: now three people know about him". Well, let's say four, counting Bayliss. Funny creature man is!... It seems we enjoy praise just for itself. As the kids ice cream. And very stupid. How can I rise in my own eyes? What I didn't know myself? Old fat Richard H. Noonan? And by the way, what is "G"? Here you and! And no one to ask... Not Mr. same Lemchen to ask... Oh, wait! Herbert. Richard Herbert Noonan. Well, it's pouring.

That's right: the money a person needs to never stop thinking about it...