BUT ALSO

There was a rhythm, and pipes sounded, and still I have heard a melody. Not one – millions the melodies, which beauty I understood, felt, but hardly could repeat despite their simplicity. Each star was presented to me by the sounding melodic note, and I not for a moment have not doubted that stars – massive plasma spheres with surface temperature in some thousand degrees – are capable to be carriers not only knowledge, but also high spirituality. More precisely – it is not so much knowledge, how many the spiritual maintenance.
I laid, having nestled a cheek to a rigid grass, and I stood in an open country, and there was to wood too I, and still I flied at this time over fields at height of the bird's flight, and all it occurred simultaneously. Feelings, instead of have prompted reason to me, that among four sensations I should choose one. One – and correct.
– My God, – Lion Nikolaevich whispers, – that will rescue me in this world? The father once wished to emigrate to America, know? He said, that Russia has finished the history in two thousand sixteenth when Kuvayev became the president. Since then it is the country-zombie. And we are zombies in the country of the zombie. Henry did not wish so to live and what has received? And your rabbi understands all …

– And here a moisture became too much, – has informed Ariman. Ormuzd and it saw. Sand has bulked up also bores to feet. Besides, light which has absorbed evaporating moisture, from white became bluish, and in it more dense stains, the name which were showed was thought up at once: clouds.
It has not finished a phrase – Natalia Leonidovny's thought became clear to everything, and Podolsk such details which for me were only a beautiful pattern on a surface of a fine Persian carpet have opened also. Raskinoj it was possible to excite not simply genetic memory reasonable beings, but even memory of the form. She could recollect, how was a stone laying on the brink of a volcanic crater for billion of years before occurrence of a life on the Earth. The atoms which were a part of a stone, became subsequently elements of designs of other stones, both sandy beaches, and peatbogs, both a wood bark, and the first amoebas, and then – a long train – that only was not in memory of this woman! Really infinite energy, and I already almost without fear looked at the dome closed over us. We will break.
– Do not play words, Ariman, – has objected Minozis. – Energy of historical memory is not brought in the world from the outside, it arises from the energy of action combined with energy of progress in the future.
– And what you the pupil, – has parried the boy, whose shade was highlighted near to Victor's shade, – if misdirect me, not having worked to learn my opinion in this occasion?
Contrary to a gravity the sphere has swept uphill a hill. Daena tried to rise, clinging to bush branches, the wind which has become by hurricane, threw it on the earth again and again, she did not look downwards, its sight has been directed to my party and something spoke, about something asked or on the contrary – ordered, but created Faem a barrier, probably, did not pass as well thoughts.
Ormuzd looked forward to hearing, but its thought did not become a question, and light was silent, as the gloom was silent also, and on a prickly surface repeat it felt more and more uncomfortably. Light stirred to it because was everywhere – there where there was no gloom. Obeying an instinct, and at all reason arguments, it has crumpled light, and the gloom has rushed between fingers, and light istonchilsja, became dense, Ormuzdu that it has made was pleasant, and it has moulded a sphere from light and strong movement of a hand has thrown it upwards because the sphere has burnt to it fingers. Light has flied up over tverdju and has fallen asleep.

I did not begin to resist – opposite, I have relaxed, as did it in last life after the heavy and fruitless working day when you rush across all Moscow, speak with witnesses and as a result come back home, not having in an active of anything, except a headache. You fall on a sofa in a drawing room, in a hand a can of beer with a cooler, in thoughts vacuum …
I flying over the earth, have seen from above as Daena wanders among trees and too cannot choose the road. I standing on a hill, have seen, how over the western horizon where the sun slowly fell, there was one more sphere and has floated to me. And still I laying in a grass and crying tears of memory, saw, how my past, everything, that was expensive me, was absorbed by soil and left in the world.
They spoke with each other because have got used (where? When?) to such form of dialogue, and only it is a lot of time later have understood: in true conversation there are no words, there are only images with which it is possible to express much more, than symbols-words.
The first has reacted metalnikov. Perhaps, the habit to submit to orders was its the second or even the first nature. It was ordered to recollect – and he has recollected. metalnikov understood, that it is necessary for attack reflexion a lot of energy, and he has recollected at once all. I did not represent, as it in general was possible: to contain during an instant of memoirs all life, and not only the, but also all ancestors.
I would not consult with the third feeler – I knew about this world more few, and Daena knew, it stood between me and a sphere – more low on a slope, and energy flew in its party, it was necessary to accelerate only this current, and for this purpose – to turn into energy of an attraction all mental energy of own person, all love …
Radiating energy of memoirs, I lost them for ever! What did I recollect a minute ago? Now I any more did not remember it. Unless it is vague … the Trace … to Alain? Victor? The childhood? Podolsk? Why – Podolsk? I could not recollect Podolsk, we were not familiar with it in that life …
I stood on the bank of a gulf, and the sun overseas sat down. Sand was already cool, and the easy breeze has brought a thin smell of colours of an acacia – it seemed, as if so the sun smells. It was coast Apsherona, I was brought here by parents when to me it was executed eight, we had a rest in a small small house and cooked to myself food – I speak «because also me the work part got: to bring chips for a fire on which the father fried amazing meat to taste with what I did not eat more never.

It stops. What can he tell? What in a life has faced for the first time force which orders it? This force – he, the one who is in depth and understands much more, than its consciousness living by the moment. Baruch ata adonaj … the Devil will come in the world, and nobody will be protected from fire, that has burnt Podolsk, and Elena, wife Arcady, and metalnikova, the only thing whom have found among corpses practically without a uniform scratch on a body, except … except a black mask on the person.
Victor yet very much trusted in my professional abilities and consequently was reinsured – in the first evening it has followed me and observed, how I have worthlessly allowed object of supervision not only to leave from guardianship, but also to change cast: having lost the suspect, I have reported on the chief (speaking with me by a mobile phone, being from me steps to ten) and have gone home, not suspecting that I drag on a tail of that type which should sponsor.
– How? Is the inaudible voice of the Teacher has begun to sound in my consciousness. – you do not know the law the Hopfera-god-send? Thought movement is equivalent to your movement on a room from a bed to a table and if the thought is deep and interesting its impulse …
– Not it, – Victor has murmured and has looked to me in eyes. He did not see me, but felt something vague and – here, that has amazed me during this moment! – waited. It has arrived on this bezymjanyj a hill by trip bus and has dragged with itself the rabbi because waited for my help. After our meeting … After conversations with Chuhnovsky … He waited for me, knew where to wait, and I have come.
It was his name. What did it mean? What in general can mean a name? A word to which it is necessary to respond, and he has responded:
– Energy of knowledge, Ariman! The infinite knowledge exists in the world objectively as there are also the laws of the nature capable – irrespective of our desire – to translate energy of knowledge from a potential condition in the form, cogitable.

– If it so whence it in general undertakes? From scattered sand it is impossible to blind a rock!
Antarm has recollected itself the boy – it was kneeling to the grey-bearded aged man and attentively listened to fatherlike manuals.
"Give", – I agree and unexpectedly I see on person Aleny turned to me a blurring black stain. From unexpectedness I stiffen, the wife looks at me a puzzled sight, she does not understand, that to it occurs, and a second later I sigh with simplification is only a dense shade … the Stain slips from person Alains, and it revives, but I any more do not find in myself forces to inform that field-glasses remained the at home, only I wave a hand towards coast and I mutter a constrained voice:
Antarm has recollected that will return an old name – Antej. Both will be the Scientist, and will receive ability to create from thought and sincere experiences the new Universes where the matter will mean no more, than a morning sigh of awakening. It will dive in own "I" as in a chasm, and to find consciousness of the world, he will feel, as in it are born and stars and planets perish, and it becomes not clear to itself(himself), for itself is too combined, and then will leave, having left everything, that will have time to create, and people – other, less capable Scientists – still for a long time after its destruction will try to underst and another's imagination thrown by the author as throw burnt down match.
Matter occurrence always delivers inconveniences and consequently their first desire was: to destroy. The emotional category has reached Antarma and has forced it to exclaim: