Now

It’s almost summer but a north wind keeps blowing. Day by day people start to wrap themselves up in warm jackets. Pretend not to be noticing that something is going on in the world.

But not you, you are wondering about such reactions, and slyly smiling behind that people’s back.

You are noticing that for them nature, beauty of existence is no longer interesting. They are living in an optical illusion, abstracting from real life, and living to gain more and more.

It’s half past twelve...

Когда я в апреле 2023 года поставил точку, закончив рассказ о своём увлечении творчества The Beatles, мне было абсолютно ясно, что продолжение последует. Волею небес достаточного количества материала на одну главу накопилось как раз за год. За это время Дхани Харрисон выпустил свой новый альбом в октябре 2023 года. Называется он Innerstanding. В записи принимали участие, помимо самого Дхани, Грэм Коксон, Лиела Мосс, и Мереки Роуз Бич. Критики оценили на твёрдую четвёрку работу Дхани, на мой...

Have you ever thought why children believe in miracles? Sometime ago every of us was a child. This is a true story of a small boy and a little girl whose dreams came true in the New Year night.

So, once upon a time on the eve of New Year night, the small boy was sitting in his room & reading a book. He read lots of books and this one was about pirates who were searching for the treasures. Those were noble pirates; they robbed only rich people & saved women and children. He imagined himself a...

The sand under the feet was moist and cooled bare soles. Waves moved on a beach with the next second join again the great ocean. A cold northern breeze pinched the skin and tousled the hair from time to time. The sun has almost disappeared beyond the skyline, left only a thin crimson line, which like an arrow pieced the distant sky. In that tardy hour the ocean begins to stir, to move, as if somebody has disturbed it, the grey mass of water was raging and rolling. The gale was approaching. Rain...

Прогулка босиком по лесу.

Шум в ушах. Кажется, я в лесу. Пока ничего вокруг не вижу. Небо, похоже, лопнуло. Вначале прогремели раскаты грома, потом были вспышки молний, потом хлынули потоки воды. Вода-то и привела меня в чувство.

Я открыла глаза, огляделась вокруг. Темнота. Дождь, нет. Ливень. Долго мне лежать не пришлось – около моей головы пробежал кто-то мелкий. До ужаса боюсь змей, мышей, жуков и лягушек! Посему я вскочила на ноги, оттянула края прилипшей к телу и промокшей насквозь...

Day by day you are spending time in isolation. You try to extract yourself from routine. However, reality engulfs you; you have no time to be in your own world, a world of peace and freedom where everybody is kind.

You are old enough not to believe in such fairy tales.

But at night time you close your eyes, and a dream takes you far away from reality. It’s like a drug for you, but you cannot stop taking it. You like the feeling of being up in the clouds. But each time it hurts so much to...

What we live in.

Day by day you are spending time in isolation. You try to extract yourself from routine. However, reality engulfs you; you have no time to be in your own world, a world of peace and freedom where everybody is kind.

You are old enough not to believe in such fairy tales. But at night time you close your eyes, and a dream takes you far away from reality. It’s like a drug for you, but you cannot stop taking it. You like the feeling of being up in the clouds. But each time it...

Land of my dream
Day time will supersede the night and so on will continue for many generations. I know that it will stay the same until the moment we are together. I remember each time we spend; it was a moment we actually deserved in our life…

But sometimes you understand how much you love someone when you lost what you had.

My voice was anxious, when I sad “I’m leaving”. My eyes were crying when I looked at you, because at that time, I sow an inevitable end between us. Nothing exists...

Часть 12. Вечный город

Так перед Джонни, словно в волшебном калейдоскопе, проносилась фактически вся его жизнь. Он пытался ответить на вопрос: мог ли он в действительности хоть когда-нибудь быть счастлив «здесь и теперь».

И вынужден был с чувством невыносимой горечи признать: нет. Иногда он жил в призрачной, иллюзорной надежде на счастливое будущее, которое в итоге никогда не наступало. В другие же периоды он вспоминал прошлое, и думал о том, что тогда было не так плохо. Как минимум, у...

TODAY IS THE TOMORROW WHICH TO YOU PROMISED YESTERDAY.

The early morning mist dissolves
And the san shines on the Pacific You stand like
Balboa the Conquistador
On the cliff top Among the last of the Monterey Cypress trees

The old Mahler’s hut is abandoned now
TODAY IS THE TOMORROW WHICH TO YOU PROMISED YESTERDAY.

Сегодня – это Завтра, которое вам обещали Вчера…
Я стою…On the cliff top… на вершине скалы…
Это про меня. Я в любой момент могу сорваться вниз. Кубарем. И не спасут...