at the border of light and darkness two stripes met at the turn of day and night the days are getting shorter in the echoes of the past day I didn't find you I just feel your shoulder it makes me hot a drunken morning full of insight.

homeless people, ruble and hardcore western elephant dancing in senseless devastation One more word and a shot will follow again in sadness and sadness here the rich have all become poor the width of the glass looking from above noise fills the ears it makes me grow older in the back of the refrigerator I see drunken eyes dawn quiet! I'm here, I'm with you in silence the blind dance tango these are jokes of the Creator we have to understand something quiet!

I rewatched “July Rain.” On the way to the cinema I met a skeptical friend and promised to write to him what I thought. And I decided to really write. I was afraid of being disappointed, as always happens with something that was loved in my youth. But the film turned out to be incredible - surprisingly, it turned out to be so popular that I had to sit on the stairs in the back. As, however, also happened in childhood. It is clear that he is talking about the collapse of the sixties.

Who will give the answer? Light Something flies with you, and you sing to it Your mournful song, in which there is not a drop of meaning Only time will tell the faces Happiness will come when I disappear.

The stereotype “you have to pay for pleasure” seems to be firmly entrenched in the heads of Muscovites, and we are talking not only about material wealth, but also about leisure When thinking about how to spend a day off, many of us read with suspicion announcements about events with free entry: participation is free - is this an advertising campaign or is it completely uninteresting? Good news: it can be a lot of fun and just as good as a big-ticket event.

Moving in space Like a trial birth Turns you inside out and puts you in doggy style Cigarette after cigarette Waiting for the flight Flight to another reality You don't need a plane or even drugs for this. Just turn on your little imagination And fly to infinity.

days follow nights I love you very much in the outline of the night bodies bask What is the problem with vice? when the world doesn't believe in God in the outline of the eye YOU silence.

Director Zakhar Panteleev has already become famous in Kirov for his theatrical experiments: either a pink bear will jump onto the stage, or an actress will be doused with water from head to toe, or a real wedding ceremony will be performed at the play... In the fall, Zakhar Dmitrievich released the play “French Lessons” based on the story by Valentin Rasputin, which is played by two different casts of artists. It is worth noting that this performance is not staged very often.

An Alien is squatting in the corner and nervously smoking a cigarette. “Oh, it would be better if I flew into space, but I have a damn mortgage hanging on me!”

We are publishing a section from the 6th chapter of our upcoming book “Democracy of Objects” by the American philosopher Levi R. Bryant. Combining, like a bricoleur, elements of many different theoretical approaches, such as the transcendental realism of R. Bhaskar, the philosophy of difference of J. Deleuze, the theory of social systems of N. Luhmann, the psychoanalysis of J. Lacan, etc., the American philosopher Levi R.

Boy with blue eyes Girl with blue eyes Boil vermicelli, sprinkling it with Parmesan Washed down with tequila They create the illusion of a couple A couple with no future Romance with Roman Worse than a bitter pill in a sweet coating It needs to be swallowed but I really want to suck it up.

Trips at 13 o'clock make an ordinary person an observer. It all starts with immersion in the vehicle. Who sits where and who is carrying what? Cigarettes, alcohol? An integral part of the passenger Even if he doesn't smoke or drink An active smoker handing out two packs of cigarettes to everyone before the border Border Hour X Who's going where? Why and why? What are you bringing? Open the bag A white Lexus with criminal license plates stops at a stop sign.

Leonid Voitsekhov. “This shirt is closer to the body,” 1980s An era does not end at an exact time; it flows from one plane to another, from an old reality to a new one. You can search for intersection points if you need to. It was always important for me to find the boundary, to stand between. There you can always be invisible, go into oblivion, and therefore into eternity.

When I'm 40 years old I'll pour myself a glass of wine Wines, wines, wines, wines I'll drink wine to the cat! For the deeds done, Empty dreams.

Moving-moving tired to the brim it's the end of me. Tired of living in boxes lost in her own excuses. Excuses-excuses she just wants to live in a box with backpacks on their shoulders and enjoy the little things watch the trains in a state of excitement with a pulsating clitoris, which does not allow you to sit still.