Alexander Samoilenko 4 Diversity of the country, lack of inclusiveness creates inadequacy in the lost minds of ideas, forces them to stagger in the dark. Who prepares the scope of managers? Who fostered their devotion? There is a crooked knee in our dances allows a traitor and a psycho. Who will serve the country like a housewife won't he push you into a prepared coffin? What is more dangerous: an Asian grin or the petty chatter of the West?...

Pablo Picasso. “Las Meninas”, 1957 Dear subscriber, hello. The day before yesterday I was sitting in McDonald's, eating another Big Mac, looking at my Instagram feed and came across one of the myriad posts in the category “My results of the year.” I thought, “Fuck, who gives a fuck anyway?” And in the end I read the post, and I even liked it. I finished my Big Mac and went home to write my own post.

First day When Michel Tournier, with the hands of Friday, burned down the makeshift house and with it the orders of the Old World, the mortally tired Robinson did not want to restore them. Instead, he accepted the rules of life of his yesterday’s slave and the next morning he found himself not the only person on a God-forsaken island, but someone else in a new, uncertain world. Everyone was in action in the jungle now.

At first glance, “Death List” is quite simple in plot, but it only leads to the side, distracting from the main line. And everything would have been so if not for small details.

Alexander Samoilenko 4 Hello and parading, without choosing words, joy bursts into people ringing like a bowstring. Spinning with flakes of laughter, flame flies over the ashes and from each other, like an echo, joy springs like an arrow. In the same place as the arrows of Cupid blown into the distance by the breeze, adults rush about gloomily, children laugh secretly. Joy will go to the children and attacks them...

In 1866, the poet Stéphane Mallarmé told his friend Théodore Aubanel about the grandiose plan of the Book, which he estimated would require twenty years of his life. However, after the period had passed, the Book still had not been written, and Mallarmé talked about his Magnum Opus, this time to Paul Verlaine, assuring him that for the sake of the Book he was ready to sacrifice everything.

Alexander Samoilenko 4 No, I am not Macedonian, not - Atilla. But things are going well in poetry. The muse visited me today and... didn’t give it. She looks for something else in a person, not distinguishing stones from glass. She will not enter poetry forever... But she could...

Alexander Samoilenko 4 All half-breeds are healthier. But - he showed us the long way that from mixing blood there is fury and squabbles. A mixture of different genes rebels. Stepping into confusion fate will stumble here and there, and then she walks like a blind woman. And beauty doesn't save and even the perfection of the body. It’s hard for them to understand without a cross, what did their soul want? They are in danger of degeneration in the next generation.

Several fragments of Michel Foucault's direct speech, forming an impressionistic sketch of a portrait of the French intellectual and reflecting the trigger points of his philosophical worldview - in the author's composition by Alexei Solovyov. About the illusion of privilege of the European type of thinking . I wondered what if we Europeans are deceiving ourselves all the time.

Alexander Samoilenko Don't cry... And it's not easy for me now, because I praised you... Life has brought us to a crossroads... I have no strength to leave you. Don't cry... I wasn't looking for another one. There is another power over us. It was not you who lit the male string that rose into the skies. Don't cry and don't feel sorry for yourself. I am not a scumbag, not an executioner. Here providence intervened. Forgive us - the darling of fortune. Don't cry... She didn't want to.

Alexander Samoilenko 4 To wish good and do evil - even if not intentionally, by accident, what to sip boiling water from a vat, when your instincts fail you. How to live with this? And in general: how to live, at least somehow agree? Should I become a wolf or a fox and think only about borscht? How to get back on track don't shy away from fun, where are the enemies of any potion Will they pour a drink for the peace of the soul? How to forgive yourself when it is absurd to repent?

Alexander Samoilenko 4 A. Ivchik, V. Rudnik Calls - thunder and lightning... Friends, not family I was recently remembered they called out to me. Pleasant event and a man's conversation... But with the past tea party seasoned with melancholy. Memories float. The clouds are darkening. And it's still foggy becomes a line... A country is not a house of straw - fell to pieces. I am knocked down, but not broken looking for continents.