If you look at the situation from the point of view of pure animation, he thought, glancing round at his neighbours in the traffic jam, something we have all our concepts inverted. For heaven "Silicone", which calculates all the world, crumpled the "Cossack" is a much more complicated job than a new BMW, which had a three-year Abduvali in wind tunnels. So it's all about the creatives and writers. But what bad bastard could have written this scenario? And who is the viewer, who eats his pizza, looking at this screen? And most importantly, do all this only happens to some fat transcendent carcass cooked herself something like money from something like advertising? And it looks like. Because you know: everything in the world is based on the similarity of...
- The man has a world in which he lives / the sirruf said didactically. - Man is man because nothing but this world does not see. And when you take an overdose of LSD or dine on Panther fly-agarics overeat that even a complete disgrace, you're making a very risky move. You leave the human world, and if you knew how many invisible eyes are watching you at that moment you would never do this. And if you saw even a small part of those who are watching you, you'd die of fear. By this act you declare that you being human is not enough and you want to be someone else. First, to cease to be a human, you must die.
As far as I know, the most profound revelation ever to visit a human being under the influence of drugs was occasioned by a critical dose of ether. The recipient found the strength to record it, though it was extremely difficult. The entry was as follows: "In the whole universe smells of oil."
It should be remembered that the word "democracy" which is often used in modern media, is not altogether the word "democracy", which was common in the nineteenth and early twentieth century. This so-called homonyms; the old word "democracy" was derived from the Greek "demos" and the new - from the expression "demo-version".
Every image has a clear monetary value. Even if it is underlined non-commercial, it immediately raises the question of how commercially valuable this type of commercialisant. Hence familiar to anyone feeling that it's all about money.
The Ouija Board looked on the table like a tank on the Central square of a small European town. Standing next to a sealed bottle of Johnny Walker reminded the town hall. Accordingly, the red one, which Tatar was drinking, too, was conceived in this series. The vessel - a long narrow bottle - like a Gothic Cathedral, occupied by the Communist party, and the emptiness inside this bottle reminded about the ideological exhaustion of communism, the senselessness of the historical bloodshed and the General crisis of the Russian idea. Clung to the neck, Tatarsky drank the remainder of the wine and tossed the bottle into the wastebasket. The "velvet revolution", he thought.
In the end, everything in this world is a matter of interpretation, and quasi-scientific description of a spiritualist seance is just as correct as everyone else. And then, any enlightened spirit will readily agree that it does not exist.
Tatar, of course, hated Soviet power in most of its manifestations, but it was unclear whether it was necessary to change the evil Empire to banana Republic of evil, which imports bananas from Finland.
When it disappears the subject of eternity, then disappear and all its objects, and the only subject of eternity is the one who at least occasionally about her recalls.
It turned out that eternity only existed for as long as Tatarsky sincerely believed in it, and nowhere outside this faith it is, in fact, was not. In order to believe sincerely in eternity, it was necessary that this belief was shared by others, because faith which is not shared by no one, called schizophrenia.
