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painted over. And some just forget that they had to draw something. They get used to what their parents painted and then wonder why they are not satisfied with this picture. Because everything that we are is from the very childhood that our parents invest in us: what is our name, what is our religion, what are our views. Just like a stapler attached - then it will figure it out. And some then do not understand.

Now many people want to be close to art. And there is a new topic for lovers. On a huge canvas, lovers are smeared with paint, make love on this canvas, and then this is a picture. Well, let's be honest, some of us have sex in such a way that it will appear on the canvas, as if the police had circled the corpse. So, we don’t need this!

... they go to the time they invented. Nathan Riley has his own idea of what early twentieth century America looked like. This picture is flawed and full of anachronisms because he is not a scientist. But for him, it's real. He can live there. It's the same with the others.
Carpenter bulged his eyes.
- This concept is almost impossible to grasp. These people have discovered how to turn a dream into a reality. They know how to get into the world of a dream come true. They can live there. God, this is your American Dream, Carpenter. It's a miracle, immortality, an almost divine act of creation... This must be mastered. This needs to be explored. This must be said to the whole world.

Elegant poems - words painted marvelous picture!

Not a single portrait from life is unsuccessful, everyone adds something new, expresses the unspoken. <...> Any face, any landscape in the worst picture is barely noticeable, but inevitably changes in the so-called real life - and the worse the picture, the stronger this change.

I would put this picture in a museum, on a world exhibition in the theme: "Leisure of happy people"...
... and there's a picture. A room with soft-lamp light, small clouds of smoke, laughter at the level of experiences multiplied by ... [ «Ψ³Hz» | ' * ' | «PsiCubaHerz» ] ... cold but soft, blue screen light... table, on the table something from powders and tablets, something from blades of grass (straws da bongi) and other dripped pictures, from happy psychotropic curves, magic solutions garden tomatoes ... in general, a table for space negotiations... two joysticks, two people, two smiles... two pairs of happy eyes... music... evening and stars..
... and no fuss, no people and socially coercive affairs, routine work... nothing but the carefree world of the two people living in it.

What does beauty give if you're not going to use it as a key or as a hammer? Just a toy for other people, an object of use or admiration. Or contempt and envy. A pretext for a dream, like a picture on a white wall.

The more scientific the picture of the human world, the more logical his thinking.

As if a knife stabbed in the back,
I fell in love with my own painting.

Maybe happiness is anticipation and aftertaste, and not the taste itself, that is, the moment that flies, and it seems as if you can not taste. And then suddenly happiness pops up in the memories as vivid details. What is strange - living these details, they do not seem as bright as after the passage of time, when the inner artist finishes them, and the picture appears not in its original form, but in its illusory box - you have your own film! But we draw in different ways, so the views of happiness are also often not similar for people.

You are your approach to life. You are the intentions from which you act. You are your picture of the world, it is your perception of the world.
You are the choices you make. Every little choice shapes your approach to life. And that's all and that's what you are.

Marriage is a secret matter. Whoever lifts this veil without asking risks incurring the revenge of the deity in the most unforeseen way. And it is possible that from now on and for sure such a sacrilege will be pursued by some, unexpectedly opened to him, a terrible picture, some obscene nightmare.

ideas about him.

I have just removed the patient's appendicitis. It would seem a trifle. But, in the beginning, I made a diagnosis, then I fully examined all the organs and only then, after that, I operated on. The body, darlings, is a complicated thing: if you cut it right away, as some of my colleagues do, the patient can give up his hooves. It's the same in economics. The problem must be solved in a complex. The main thing is not to harm. True, for this, our economists have at least knowledge and a little conscience. And experience will come. Of course, I am not a specialist in overcoming the crisis, but I understand that the level of thinking of managers who should be able to cope with this difficult task should be above average, yes. Try to find such thinking, try to think not flat, but three-dimensional, gentlemen, and then you will finally see the overall picture.