Saturday, February 25, 2017

About ideas and believes of one pig

About ideas and believes of one pig...
(Devoted to Orwell, Snowball and all those who feel like Snowball)

Ideas lead and the reality is catching up with them. It's the natural order of things. My life was filled with ideas that Balkan reality was catching up on all those incredibly wrong ways in which just such a reality could. 

They tell me to quit.

Can not.

Once upon a time I was infected with the ideas that I almost accidentally came in contact ... and from that disease ... I have not recovered to this day...

The only negative consequence of the situation in which I fell was that I think that I'm not sick, but a reality that surrounds me...

It was the last thing Snowball wrote in his diary. 

He had no more strength to write, dream in which he believed seems to him all further. More and more obstacles stood in the way of achieving the dream. Of time was less. He no longer had the time to write ... it was necessary to work...

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Opening



Ma


"Find me, explain me, I'm here in front of you ..." she said... I stood in place and was who knows where... ... unaware of words... opening ... I kept silent...

... unaware of the moment I missed it...

I never received such an offer again...

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

My



MY


My - can I call her that way... and yet is there any other that's more mine than her... 

No - I'm talking to myself... it is the only truth which I can stand... although this truth is there just for me.

Again she is mine - at least as unfulfilled dream... My - as a thought and desire... My - as longing... and need from which I don't want to leave. My - as well grave and destiny. Mine - just mine.

Against all odds and in spite of all - Mine, and forever will remain mine, because we tied the brightest glow and with fire that we burned and I will not go away, of all the memories, till I completely burn up, because what would I do with my life with someone with whom I will not burn feelings such as with her.

Therefore, it is my and I will not give her to you... and I will be happy because she is mine...

Monday, February 6, 2017

A brief report on the unfortunate incident since 7523 years



A brief report on the unfortunate incident since 7523 years and seven days ago ...or was it just 7523 year before...


According to the witness, who wished to remain anonymous, it was something like this...

First things first...

Before falling asleep he prayed...

"God let me in paradise. I'll change myself I promise."

God looked at prayer and how to him he look like caterpillar, he nodded. To God it seems to be well on its way to be truly transformed into a more sublime creature.

"Your wish would be fulfilled," God said.

When he awoke worm was in the apple. He knew that by taste, which he known so well that he did not even notice that he is no longer on the place where he spent last night. Apple was ordinary, in no way specific and not very tasty - sour for his taste....

He took a few bites after which he with caution went out to the surface. Fortunately, there was no woodpecker’s so there was no threat to him. After a while, he realized that no other birds, that occasionally flew close, are not at all interested to him, after which he at the end of the day came out to get a little sun bathing - he heard that the sun is beneficial for the skin, so has decided to use the opportunity. Even then he realized that his prayer was answered, and that he is surely in heaven - the food was plentiful, and not threatening a risk that himself become a food.

While resting he observed a woman who has chatted something in confidence with a snake. They were persuading each other something around food. Finally the snake clearly won the battle of wits (or at least was more convincing), because the woman agreed to try an apple.

The worm was as expected ran away without looking back... to save his head... that didn't help him much, because later he had to make a statement at the hearing which was organized on the occasion of the that tragic incident...

... Angels are jubilant, they saw their chance to regain paradise and take possession of it as exclusivity...

The prosecutor asked for the maximum penalty...

... And Adam... pretended indifferent - it looks like the previous three women already accustomed him to similar incidents and he has already begun negotiations on the fifth (woman) with God...

All his ideas broke by worm that testified that Adam knew that Eve and the snake (which was during the investigation found that was Lilit - so another Adam's wife - formaly, the former) regularly whispering each other and that he did nothing to prevent the unfortunate event.

So they all doomed... On various grounds: Eva and Lilith by association, violation of general safety and common criminal attempts, Adam due to the concealment of enemy activity, a worm for unauthorized feeding - in the judgment stands that it ate from the tree of life... unofficially it was rumored that it had to be removed as a casualty witness because based of his testimony could draw conclusion that God does not see too well... 

So, they all driven out of paradise and sent to roam all over the Earth...

Three of the principal accused in the meantime, done life shift and built a pretty remarkable career in the context of religious dogma, and couple of times by them were recorded world famous Hollywood movies (for which still receive quite large fees and the mass payment).

Worst of all passed worm which had to go back again to point where he started - but now he was no longer in danger only from the ravenous birds, but also descendants of those two came up with some insecticides which were regularly poisoned his food. Fortunately, it looks like in the last time they realize that a worm in the apple guarantees that the product (apple) is good, so they do not sprayed them...

... So all in all this story /report has a happy ending - at least for the majority of the perpetrators this unfortunate events from before 7523 year (if you believe the Byzantine monks)...

What happened next in heaven we was not adequately informed, although over the centuries we could hear rumors that Lilit shaft and entered into a relationship with God, and that God, therefore, expelled his wife from paradise, but these are unconfirmed information that does not deserve to get into story. .. at least until this information becomes confirmed... (in accordance with the ethics of journalism) ...

The only thing worm confirmed to us is that if it came to that, he the aforementioned events did not attendand so he assumed that it was yet another propaganda attempt to "those in hell" with which he does not want to have anything to do...

Thus conclude this report hoping that the moral conscience of the accused while serving their sentences increased to the level sufficient to guarantee that the aforementioned unpleasant events can be avoided in the future...

In the hope that the convicts had learned an important life lesson and that they will have a long and fruitful life we end this report...



Sunday, February 5, 2017

Something about each of them




M.


After long wanderings one clear thought appeared to me... It wasn't a sublime thought, not a revelation, but it clearly showed direction in which it should go.
I only have to follow her... to her door... and finally knock on them...


A.


"You loved that painter?" asked Gule as we were touring the canvas.
"I was in love with the idea of her."
"Now how that idea looks to you?"
We had already viewed most of the exhibition, there is a few pictures to look it, but I did not expect any surprises there. A selection of pictures was even, thematically rounded and prosaic. I've seen enough to write a review.
"It all looked as terribly naive..." I replied keep secret if I talk of my idea about her or exhibition which just saw.


D.


Sometimes I fall into a monologue. This might take a while.
Long ago, even my wife left me because of it - you know how it goes, pupate myself, do not talk to her, just keep quiet... it looks like that from the outside, but inside... the endless stream of thoughts, I and I talking completely unaware of outside world. There's just me and me and finally I am able to talk about everything with myself that I push under the rug...
...that take a lot of time... people lose interest... move on...
All that become aware only after get away from it...
Then comes loneliness... and it takes...
Then someone again shows interest in you... and you're trying not to repeat the same mistake...
Naturally you fail...
It takes practice and years of experience... to learn and overcome urge...
You single out yourself and teach... and hope you've learned your lesson... and you're old enough to talk to other people... not just with yourself...
You hope that you will get a new chance...


A.


"When did you realize that it's all over?"
I didn't have to think, the pictures themselves are welling... I sit at the table and write something on paper that I had just printed... Don’t remember, I guess I correct mistakes... and she's standing at the door of my study and observe me as a definite confirmation that life sucks... again later that same view, disappointment, disgust, when it came out and waiting for a taxi... I watch her how she enter in car and I realized somewhere that it might be the last time that I see her... go with it ... and I ... I'm going back to my room...
Somehow I tell all this, I believe my therapist, I believe that this somehow helps to me...
He asks me: "You didn't call her after that?" I keep my mouth shut. Silence. Time passes slowly. Silence. The silence becomes unbearable...
"She has never called me."


., ...


"In this post about each of those women meant to you you wrote something, just don't mention her - why?" asked me Gula.
"She wants so. Not me. She doesn't want to be found in the songs and stories that I write. "
"You respect that?"
"Only publicly."
"So you still write." Silence. Easy, not constrained silence... where trust and conspiracy born... Nodding...
"These stories ... when I will read them?"
"One day..."