Plutonium #18 30 июня 2001

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Thoughts aloud - END OF GAME (c) Sergei Lukyanenko (Nevasilevich)

 Thinking out loud ...


                           END GAME

(C) Sergei Lukyanenko (Nevasilevich)


     How ridiculous can sometimes result in life. Perhaps this 
is destiny, or maybe a simple coincidence ...


     Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, there is the man in the 
twisted car accident - that's me. I usually look much better 
than now, but what can you do. My name is Alexander Nikolaev, 
and I work in science - Research Institute for System

programmer. My whole life was filled with some computers
In truth, from me, even my girlfriend is gone, as I
I think because of jealousy to the computer, but I was not 
offended by it, even noticed at once. Actually, until this 
moment I do not It seems that in life there's something else 
besides a box stuffed with chips. Have you ever wondered why 
some usually, but this, in fact, a stranger? I used to, too

not surprised.

     You certainly do not believe it, but it turns out 
technique does not a unique human achievement. For example, 
using You can write letters, not only program listings, but 
also to record invented stories, and music, in general, used to 
play on special instruments, not synthesized, as is commonly

think. Joke-a!

     I'm in such an interesting state that all can
evaluate from the sidelines. You know, I first saw the sky and 
a strip green forest, there on the horizon. It is actually very

beautiful! The only thing that confuses me now, so it
nonvanishing big red sign in front of his eyes: "The game
over ".

September 15-16, 1998.


                      HERMENEUTICS FOREVER!


     So I'm not very lucky that in our time - the middle of XXI
century. I have the deanderstendnym type of thinking, simply 
put - "Down." No, no hospitals do not exist, because it is not

treated and not considered dangerous.

     When at the beginning of the century there was a need to 
improve effectiveness of education, focused on the method of 
choice comprehension of meaning. Everything is subject to 
rational criteria quick understanding.


     Then came the adapted books with intricate
badges at the end of each paragraph - checksum. Special
bracelet on his wrist check bioimpulsy while reading it.
Often had to reread several times one line.

     In terms of staged assessment and assign
qualification.

     But there are people not able to understand the original 
meaning, based their conclusions. Previously they were called 
to the Romantics, now they became disabled.


     Sometimes I pull out the old paper books, net of
Comments and checksums, and sorry reading this clearly
planned world.

27.02.2001


                              SHADOW



     We live. We continually create new worlds. Everyone has 
their own. We inhabit these worlds are. Sometimes they can we 
live with someone. But then they leave, go into your own world. 
A maybe we are. There are only shadows. Shadow people.


     And we think, why our extraordinary friends have become
ordinary people? Where is that binds us together?

     It's simple: right next to us - their shadows, as well as 
with them - our miserable likeness.


     That's how we live. Individually.


20.02.2001


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                        (A few jokes)


                               Clip 1.


     The elegant young man comes into the office of a
solid office. In the study of "New Russian" and two "bull." One
of the guard further obscures the passage:

     - Are you what you want?

     - Yes I am on the case.

     Pulls out a gun ... BUCH, weak, Bach ... All three lie.

     Dials on the cell number.

     - All clear.

     Pistol close up. A voice from behind the frame:

     - Clean - clean TT!



                            Clip 2.


     Bank building close up. The camera zooms out slightly ago
the viewer sees standing in front of the Mercedes 600. Increases
great music. The camera moves smoothly. Now the viewer
observe the vehicle in front.

     Opens the door of the bank, it goes from "cool" man in
crimson jacket. He was talking on his cell. Sits in
machine. Turns the ignition key (close) ...
BA-ah! Debris scatter in all directions.

     A voice from behind the frame:

     - Mercedes - the car is not for this life!



                               Roller 3.


     Summer. Pedestrian street. Around his feet are visible 
only passing by men: girls in fashionable skirts on expensive 
shoes, the guys at "Cool" jeans and sneakers "adidas". The 
camera rotates 180 degrees. The viewer sees a shop window, 
leaning against the which, in rags sitting nechesanny dirty 
bum. He pulls out bottle of "left" of vodka and makes a few 
greedy sips from throat.


     The screen goes blank. Major label: "Image - nothing, 
thirst - all! Alcohol - do not let yourself dry! "