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just a coach that career growth is of two types: “escape from poverty” and “exit to wealth.” That means that it is impossible to escape from poverty, because it is always the same, always whirl, always only on the spot; but to reach wealth – Yes. As – already explained. Oh Yes, you also need to separately constructed theory of the ascent of professional Atalanta. You’re all individual. That’s why a normal teacher talks about principles. Everyone was able to understand the principle and make it fit for your personality and to use it, similar to how adjust ski bindings to fit your boots, and a short small screw driver adjust the stiffness of the fastener. Here, actually, and all philosophy. And all the stars are spinning overhead. And the low sky promises us good luck. Surprisingly, “fate” in Latin – fortuna. The Ghost of a long-forgotten tongue. However, it is more correct to say – dissolved in many languages of the world. By the way, it is easy to guess that Chinese, Japanese, Sanskrit and other hieroglyphic languages are a model of long-forgotten ancient languages used long before the emergence of adequate writing. Runic writing, for example, has long been forgotten. This also shows that Asian people are very disciplined, because they honor the ancient traditions of their ancestors. Although much has been lost. Japanese culture is probably the most original in the world. But they often have earthquakes. Apparently, no time to build a complex associative patterns, in contrast to the systematic and up to lower back pain disciplined Chinese. But, regularity is inherent in all. What can not be said about the American people, if you do not take into account the time when there lived solid Indians, and immediately take the fact that America (more precisely – America, North and South) entirely conquered by Europeans. They brought an incredible number of Africans there. And in General, Americans are meticulous people. Everywhere climb with their ideas about fantastic democracy. If you think about how many people were killed because of this incomprehensible democracy. Europe always had a rare conservatism, liberalism, and even what/strange utopian views. And although they say that Europe is about to perish… perhaps it is, but it will become a model and a benchmark for the whole world, just as Pax Romana still serves as the political basis of all European countries. By the way, America and Canada can be called a European country. If you know what I mean. Africa, India and Australia – where else did Spanish and English sailors go? The idea of a genius than/somewhat reminiscent of the movement of the wind: with the pressure blows one way, then spinning vortices, then blissfully wander the nooks and crannies. There is a feeling that the element controls the person. I never understood the meaning of the word “Tao”, so often used by Chinese philosophers. Perhaps Tao is the elemental force that man subordinates to his mind and intellect, becoming more and more powerful and great. The power of the cosmos. The delusions of a schizophrenic at a temperature of thirty-eight and a half. But the nonsense is not simple – it contains all the knowledge of the human race under the pressure of the evolution of nature. Many in our time would consider Plato an idiot. It just takes time for the crowd to get to where the genius’s foot has already been. Often wondered why the paintings of recognized artists are so expensive. The point is that the picture of, say, Pablo Picasso is a kind of investment project. In the beginning it was bought for two thousand euros. Then, I sold it for ten. On the thirty-sixth circle of walking on the hands of its price will soar to millions or even hundreds of millions for the canvas. It’s a very strong business, if you think about it. But advertising does not give any guarantees. At the time, sold the apartment and spent all the funds in the promotion of books. At least one copy would sell. Well, sold there, or seven, or nine books. It’s from an audience of 1.5 million. Since then, he has sworn never to invest in PR. Much more I manage to achieve, creating more and more new works. It was business as/communicating with the public on one of the literary forums. Or rather – I spread my ideas and literary works in this way. And here’s one stubborn wench wrote to me in a private message that it is not necessary to nonsense, the work of a writer should go to the table, and only when the writer reaches the perfection of technique, it should appear in society. In one she was right – there is no need to be promoted. It is enough to write a strong work and it itself will destroy all obstacles. But here is work in the table inevitably leads to withering talent. So nefig to work on the self-promotion – you need to work on the perfection of talent. And there, God will give, as they say, if you know how to ask. The drone’s calling again. Again, he needs something from me. Wants to grab a piece of heat for free. Says he understood. What’s he got?! What’s he got?! His meager mind. Lays the spoon on the floor, cherishing dreams of the upcoming trip to fishing with friends. What did he know when he shaved the car ceiling? When arranged in non-departmental security, proplachivaya mom’s credit warm place, which is why/that is called work. As it turned out, The drone’s job is to sit and watch in the video monitor in between watching stupefying videos on Youtube. Society drones, bots and biological machines, with a complete lack of morals and principles, and conscience, and self-esteem, but with a whole set of complexes and neuroses, which will not take even a Saint. She loves me, but she can’t tell me. I suspect that he is simply afraid of the responsibility that follows these words. I don’t need anyone to talk about it. “Love” – answers the question – “what to do?”. When I’m starving to death, nobody wants me. No one wants to give me a hand, whether I ask kindly or viciously. When my debit account is broken, then, as a result, red-hot phone, and the door almost battered knock, often at three o’clock in the morning. That I ever let the wrong! Let them do what they want. Let them take care of their complexes and personal problems. Let them rejoice at the reduction of the credit rate by half a percent. Let them jerk off to another family porn. I’m tired of hypocrisy, of trivial chatter, of squabbling, of boredom, of holidays and “one-total” humor. Those who in any situation, regardless of the mood and the course of Affairs, give me a bag of tea, bread, canned food and bichpaketami, these people I am unworthy, as they say in the language of the Bible, fasten the strap on sandals. These people are so decent that even when they cheat, it becomes fun and good around. Before such people I am ready to bend down in a bow. Although, they often feel uncomfortable getting too open attention. Such people I for life met only a few. God, I’m literally back from the dead, even though I still have a panic fear of falling again, but where have I gone? The company of morons and morons? The company of selfish, self-righteous idiots who think I’m doing the wrong thing? What’s up?! What the fuck do you have to do in this crazy, spoiled society?! The answer to this sacred question today is to make money. If someone understood that I have a whole Treasury of untouched talents, unknown ways, unrealized ideas inside me, I would be, perhaps, a little happier and fed. It is foolish, of course, to blame the imperfection of the world. It’s my fault, too. Well, what else do I do, if not what I know how to do best. Again not a question, as you understand, but a rigid statement. Let the idiots build mines! Let them be jealous and angry! Their guesses are too far-fetched to get to me. Again the formidable staff of power flared before his eyes. I though the guy and beautiful, but I love to do leprosy. I know society to be ashamed of. I’m not a thief or a criminal. His would just get a wife that faithful companion. All the treasures of the planet, the promises of mistresses, all the scientific secrets, the caresses of languid strangers, are not able to equal the purity of the soul of the virgin that gave me wings and love revived. That’s where the word warms the soul! That’s where the laughter tears red! The devil will sell you soul, when the Sun outside the Windows. In the open field meet the morning. And let’s walk in the light. Too luscious, but cool. And what else to wish to the ignoramus? The dragon of selfishness gradually fell asleep in my unconscious. I’m not doing anything for myself now. This is where the true greatness of the artist lies. Nothing for yourself. Will you come with me to Moscow? She’s afraid I won’t go with her. Afraid that he would leave her alone/odinochenko in this cruel crazy world, forever grinning, as well as whining, – to fate. I’ll go with you to the ends of the earth! If only there was food and your hot charm below the waist. Will you love me there? She’s afraid I’ll lose interest in her, cheat on her, or worse – betray her. I will love you wherever you want, my dear! However, if we talk about anal sex, you can not do without a bottle of vodka here. Why do I resist the inevitable coitus, which gives so much joy and delight?! I day to day
