RUSH #01 29 мая 1999

meaning without a sense - Short Stories: The happiest man, third eye, the Savior of the Universe, Tsvetik-semitsvetik, Life has just begun, the Last Judgement.

              Existential introduction:


    I hate to read fiction
stories in the magazines! As I got
Amateurs do not know how and even though nothing.

    The roof goes on the desire to achieve all
the best, if not simple.
Spit on the results in a coffin, I saw
Critics and idiots. I'm doing what I
like and what I saw fit.

    Doing something to the limit and
at the peak of consciousness, even if all
anyway ... Strive ever to more and Desire
desired. Nobody owed nothing to anybody.
Everyone chooses itself, each can do everything.


        Dedicated to all who are dedicated.



         HAPPIEST MAN


    In fact, he knew it always. He
felt it, but just could not understand or
would not understand. And then when defeated, and
Then when he died, he knew it would rock
that he was doomed.

    He struggled. He always wanted to be
most of all, he wanted to trick itself
fate.

    And she was with him very tricky. And she
was with him a very crafty, cruel. How many
once he ascended to heaven on the crest
success. How many times he flew to
stars ... Higher and higher. To then
rush to the ground. He knew it always.
Knew that everything would have to pay that
Happiness is life. But he decided to win.
Nothing could break his ardor. Nothing
could not scare. He was eager to advance
through the storm. He did not want to die without a fight.

    And then, when it seemed that nothing
can change the course of events, to disrupt
happiness, steal eternity. When dreams come true
become a reality, the joy of falling from the sky
Success seemed to have no end. Then
took out his final blow.
Sudden and despicable. Decisive and
scary.

    No! He did not die. No! He did not
surrender. Nothing can break his
thirst. Nothing can take away
belief in success. Only the severity and anger, only
pain and infinite sadness ...

    But he is doomed to win ...


               (C) VIATOR. April 13, 1998.

                              Kiev, 15:52.



               THIRD EYE


    He died. This is the third day he
verge of oblivion. Bursts of consciousness becoming less
and less worried about watch the eclipse. Here it is
again slowly raises his head. Gray,
straight face. Misty
look full of infinite sadness. He
hopefully looking forward. Momentarily
mad smile flitted across his lips,
flashed fire in the eyes, but then it all
extinguished. Even deeper wrinkles
crept over his face.

    In front of two doors. It was their he
long sought. Both wide open, both
open view of the limitless being.
Infinite happiness. Both are different, but
However, the horror! Equally
desired destiny.

    Who decides that a more expensive - the eternal light,
blinding, but this fine or
infinite darkness no less beautiful, but
as invisible? What would you like - the joy
victory or anticipation?

    This equivalence is killing him. He
trying to find a mistake, lack of, evil
at least one of these paintings. This
incredibly, he begins to desire it,
he can not endure such suffering.
There is no shortage, they are ideal ...

    Here is another awakening, but this
once he raised his head, not looking
forward which reduce its crazy door. No
his muscles tensed. Superhuman
effort of will he makes his own hands
cling to the rock, push off your feet
from the icy granite. He povarachivaetsya
ago. There's another door. It was from there
he came from. Behind her dullness and pain, fear and
sadness. Behind it the stench and filth. But she was alone.

    Slowly, but without doubt it
crawled forward ...


             (C) VIATOR. April 10, 1998.

                              Kiev, 17:00.



                   ...


    The stars have merged into a single river of light.
Eternity does not exist, everything would last forever.
Time to stop his move, he never
was not. Nothing was over. Speed
rush cover and
consumes me. I will not stop never.
There is nothing capable to win the flight.
The world poured into me, and at the same time,
absorbs. I know everything can do everything. Universe
- It's me. Joy, Happiness. I made the world, I
made himself, he always had me. I
thought life, the opportunity came up
think. I would have liked. And why
No? All believe in me, and I believe in them,
because they are my fantasies. They like to be, and
I like everything. Impossible to become
absolute, the objective was purposeless. So it was
forever and never did. Each will receive a
what he wants, even if he did not
wants ...

 :-) (C) VIATOR, April 10, 1998.

                              Kiev, 22:52.



                   ...


    I always do what interests me.
In fact, it's the only thing I can, but
follows from this that I can do everything. They were
created, prudumany, long, long time ago.
After all, I was forever, I have eternity.

    About how many interesting things I came up with!
At first it was good, then evil. For me
No limits. I could make them so
same as me. I could be like them. About
! Yes, it's an idea!

    Every man is a god, but early
or later, he again decides to become a
man ...

 :-) (C) VIATOR, April 10, 1998.

                              Kiev, 23:02.



                   ...


    Our difference is that I understand
that do not understand, but they still
think they know something. For example, I had them
created, but I do not understand why and I do not understand
as though I can always create them again.
And they constantly create something and feel
they know why. They think I'm their
deceived, I scoffed at them, they
just my entertainment, but I do not understand
whether this is so. Would it be better would be if I
they did not do? If I made them in
a million times happier, unless they
were satisfied? Just do not understand
Why to do it. Oh, of course I tried
understand. I even asked them to answer
something that he can not answer. Once I
told them the truth, I said that I invented
them, it makes no sense to them to look for something that does 
not I find even myself. But they told me that

taller than me. Above, precisely because they know
something they know they want something
want to believe in yourself ...


             (C) VIATOR, April 10, 1998.

                              Kiev, 23:23.



  Now I have a lot of free time


    August 12, 2002. The project is nearing
completion. Spend tested on chimpanzees.
The result is stunning. Some more
adjustments and will test for yourself. I
always knew it was possible. I always
believe in success.

    December 10, 2002. Here it is an hour of greatness
humanity, so he day to achieve
Truth! I made the injections himself. No
changes in the first few minutes did not feel it.
No adverse effects were observed.

    December 11, 2002. After waking up,
could not understand what was happening. I
dazzled by the richness and brightness of colors
around. Then I realized - back
normal vision, which I messed up yet
20 years ago. Ok, now do not have
To borrow money on the glasses, I'm your yesterday
annihilate, trying to get Pee
matter.

    The extraordinary lightness throughout the body.
Scars and wrinkles. I
ten years younger. If my calculations
correct, and I know that they are correct, pomolodeyu
another fifteen and the process terminates.
But the regeneration body will be
in the same elevated temperature.

    December 30, 2002. Sending materials
Research in the National Science
magazine, a copy of the Institute of Medicine and
Academy of Sciences. Now you can not lose any
minutes. How many people around the world
need my opening. It is time
celebration of humanity! Suffer More
few friends, soon, very soon, you
will find happiness, we will find eternity!

    January 14, 2003. First came denial
from the Academy of Sciences, and then from the Institute of
medicine, and here today, and from
"National Science magazine. They even
did not understand all that I explained the them, they
so far, that can not even
prevent a similar idea. Their reasoning
wrong. Accidents. Nothing ... Press,
TV may help me. They are always happy
sensation, and even more so when it is true and
so amazing. Tomorrow I'll do it.

    January 15, 2003. Morning. Opened the door. On
threshold of two. Introduced. From
Ministry of the Armed Forces. Yes! I believe
it! They are interested in my
developments, I knew that I would believe!
Knew that the support! I give them copies
calculations and formulas, as well as tube
already synthesized compounds.

    Two hours later, again by the military. This
again there are many more. They impose
permit. With these representative
government. And who were those two? A
What's the difference. The main thing is that soon, very
Soon, people will find that so long
searched. Come eternal bloom
humanity, eternal happiness.

    March 1, 2003. I was forbidden to leave
my house, disconnected the phone, behind the house
constantly being watched. Why do they protect me?
Well, now they're so concerned ... well,
wait. Now I have a lot of free
time. Eternity.

    April 1, 2003. You fools! Why?
Why?

    April 10, 2003. First it was Iraq.
Then disappeared from the face of the Earth France.

    April 11, 2003. India, Sweden,
Australia ...

    Russian, U.S. and China are still holding out.

    April 24, 2003. I am in despair. Instead of
In order to get the happiness they ubuvayut
themselves. Oh, horror! Everyone wants to get
immortality of the first. I thought that gave
people the truth, but it turned out that they have
not ready to accept it.

    Even immortality does not protect me from
howl 200 megaton bomb. Their records,
Calculations and models elixir I put in
armored safe. Here, at a depth of 300
meters, in a bunker they will be
Security ...

    Let us hope that someone will survive
and take advantage of my achievement ...
Believe me, I only wanted happiness for all!

    Goodbye.


             (C) VIATOR, April 11, 1998.

                               Kiev, 9:37.



             HAPPINESS Nothingness


    I stared at the screen. There was visible
silhouette of a ship. Ancient ship. Yes, I
I know what kind of ship. I was there. I
seen it all. And I barely came back, I
really wanted to stay there. Very. Temptation
it was incredible. But I'm back.

    Yes, this ship - the most dangerous
creation of the universe. About him know everything
pilots. Know and fear. Fear, and with
so, hoping to meet him. I
lucky. Lucky for you?

    About how long ago it was! But the memory of
This will remain with humanity
forever. The memory of how civilization
stood on the brink of destruction. Destruction
their own hands. At first
believed that this general approach
happiness. Ecumenical paradise. Humanity
triumphed. Still, it seemed
inherent in the dream for people with more
antiquity. Dream of being gods,
dream to be forever happy and
powerful. Lozhishsya in a chair,
falling asleep ... And there's nothing for you
impossible is nothing eludes
power of your mind. Are you a worlds
rule the destinies, to create the universe.
No injuries, no failures. Machine
takes care of your physical
state. It operates autonomously and can
exist indefinitely. You do not
interested in what happens outside of your
own world, outside your universe.
It is for you is as real as any
another.

    Mankind rushed for his
happiness. It is so tired of reality. AND
would be sitting now in all of these machines, and
would be all the gods ...

    But there were people who were not allowed
such an outcome. There were those who understood that
it will be death for all mankind.
That from the moment when the last
man plunged into a state of perpetual
happiness comes and sunset civilization.
Eternal constancy will not differ from
nothingness. Eternal rest is death. They
opened people's eyes to the truth. They saved
them.

    It was hard to lose that hope,
it was hard to part with a dream. All
returned to our reality were
doomed. Their nothing could
meet, nothing could deliver
such a joy, nothing could compare with
the happiness that they had. All they
remained - either a suicide or
madhouse. It was the most
catastrophe in human history.

    Destroyed all such machines.
Everything that could contribute to their
reconstruction. Only knew that somewhere in
deep space drifts getting lost
ship, with a welcome and a deadly cargo
on board. Searches were unsuccessful.
They are maintained to this day.

    Here it is ... In front of me. And I clicked
the trigger anigilyatora ...


           (C) VIATOR. April 12, 1998.

                              Kiev, 19:20.



            SAVIOR OF THE UNIVERSE


    Stone lay in the middle of the road.
Cobble size of a walnut.
Now I'm hitting it with his foot!

    He will fly away to the side, just there,
where the mountain met a whole bunch of boxes
cats. Frightened, alone, instead of
to dozhirat tasty tail herring
run into the driveway. There just is
that bald uncle with a suitcase in his hand.
Frightened by a black cat, he will turn on
adjacent street. It was there on his bald head and
fall flower pot. You know, this
great with lots of ceramic flowers
the walls and dried stalk inside.
Uncle gets a week in hospital and not
prints in his journal the next
tale. For a little girl from
the house next door, my mother would have to compose
bedtime story itself. And during this time
have time to burn dinner. Dad came home, and
go hungry, unable to sleep for a long time
from grief. Tomorrow at work will be
sleepy and forget to tighten the nut
engine aircraft. Airplane flying over
ocean fall. Military think his
shot down and announce a war. First blow
one bomb, then another. Well, after this
land falls apart into two halves. For one
have hooked the sun and go out ...

  No, it's better I perestuplyu through it!


             (C) VIATOR. April 13, 1998.

                             Kiev, 19:48.



            Tsvetik-SEMICVETIK


    No, I'm not such a fool as those of
are written in books and shown on
TV. The first thing I'm guessing - is
"To desire to be endless!

    So ... And what now ...? No, this is
I still have time ... Aha! "I wish that I lived
forever! "," I want Mom and Dad lived
forever! ", but what's there!" I want everyone
live forever! "." I want no one ever
not sick! "" To no one ever
set of deuces and never abused! "To
has always been a Sunday! "So ... What would
More such think of ...? Idea! "I want
that I put forth the most correct will! "

    ... Ah, yah it this box! Nail
broken until opened. Better I will throw it
back into the river, and go home to sleep.


             (C) VIATOR. April 13, 1998.

                              Kiev, 20:29.



          Life only begins


    How many more must be done!
How many plans awaiting implementation! O
what boundless prospects open
ahead!

    There will be success and recognition, will
happiness and joy. Nothing now I do not
stop, nothing will deceive! Yes, here it is
truth, that's true!

    All they have understood how deeply
wrong, they all recognize their
errors. And more than once I hear the kind words
in his address, and more than once will
salute in my honor ...

    This rapid flight, such
the inexorable movement. There is nothing in the
the universe is capable to stop him.
    Still lies ahead. Life only
begins. After the one hundredth floor, you do not
tenth.


             (C) VIATOR. April 13, 1998.

                              Kiev, 23:09.



               Judgement


    Again and again, reread it
diaries. I watched the video and
poring over every word of his books. Yes,
It was an extraordinary man. He lived
life with an unshakable faith in
eternity. He never left
belief that death - it is only
temporary phenomenon. He believed that there will be
again. Oh no, this is not traitorous belief
God is not naive dreams about alien
civilizations. He believed only in the
humanity. He believed in knowledge and
wisdom, in goodness and justice. It
He turned the course of history in a different direction,
it was he who made the world think, gave
them the opportunity to win and keep
move forward. He loved life in all
its manifestations, he loved the universe, he
knew he would live forever.

    From the moment when I first
I heard about it when I felt this
thirst for life, this thirst for battle, it is
an overwhelming desire to win the fate - I
realized that this would be the purpose of my life, until
As long as success is achieved.
Time did not matter to us, it only
desired, but not a critical factor in life.
Life, we can maintain forever. But
thirst for achievement is constantly drives us
forward. Therefore, investigations were very
vigorously. I have tried to assemble a team
most talented scientists, for whom
science was creative. The hardest part -
find an idea. When she appeared,
translated into reality was only a matter of
technology.

    We track the evolution of the universe
ago. We consider each atom. Nothing
will leave our field of vision. Moment for
moment, second by second, year after
year. The whole history of tsiviizatsii, what
there! - The whole universe is considered in
reverse order. Until that moment when
he lived. No, we'll take it from
past. None of the atom should not
move in time. We simply do
it is matter of our world. Molecule in
molecules, atoms in an atom.

    Yes. That night, I apparently did not go to sleep.
Tomorrow the day. Oh, of course, it will not
only. He would never have agreed to
betray his contemporaries. Matter in
universe enough to revive all
who ever lived, the history
humanity. Life will get everyone who
Wanted to live ...


             (C) VIATOR, April 12, 1998.

                              Kiev, 10:04.