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AND THENAnd it remembered? In consciousness vague images were born, and he understood them. It were the images which edges disappeared in a fog, and then were slowly shown – together with sounds, smells and any other sensations which it could not define yet. – Ormuzd, – has told Ariman. – the Teacher! What do you know about this world and what you remember the world which we have left? How many my sliding from height proceeded? Ten minutes? Hour? The sun, appear, stood at one height, having decided to wait my landing and only then to continue the way to horizon. Having understood, that the next second I will concern the earths, and having extended feet not to fall, I have found out myself not in wood, not on a glade, and in a place which was absolutely not familiar to me. A platform covered with elastic substance, and set of flat disks around – from semimeter in diameter to huge ten-metre large objects. Close disks were similar to wood stubs, differing from them unless colour, bluish-black, not associating in consciousness with green plantings. And unexpectedly all has disappeared. I stood on a hill slope, rocking because feet seemed wadded, a stone's throw away from me was kneeling Daena, it has been bared, the dress from thoughts was scattered by dust and the house at bottom – our house was absorbed by soil, and! – looked a rubble heap, and can, and it were someone's destroyed thoughts, not the house, and the idea of the house which have come back to the non-material form … 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 … Thinking of the beings living in a gloom, Ormuzd has created a moisture from light is not thought even was, and its shade, instinctive desire. ñêëàäñêèå ñòåëëàæè – Vinokur – the murderer, – accurately spoke Victor, watching that record on autoreport sheet corresponded to the told. – it has killed the doctor of sciences Henry Natanovicha Podolskogo and has actually forced me to charge to it investigation of this business. Assuming, that is out of suspicions, Vinokur has killed wife Elena, having suspected it in change, and then, having applied the same way, has finished with its lover, the major of internal armies metalnikovym. The way used Vinokurom for murder of these people, is studied. When I have accused Vinokura on the basis of the convincing proofs collected by me, he has preferred to commit suicide … 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 understand another's imagination thrown by the author as throw burnt down match. – Memory it is possible to commit suicide! Pulse denura, this Jewish blow by fire – nonsense! But energy of memory is real! I know … And it is then valid – with the woman. The first course of college, a party on the occasion of Day of Russia. Celebrated at JUlika, in a hall at it the hologramme hung: «And you though know, how old is she?» Russia Meant, but all understood in own way. I have come one, with Svetoj we have got acquainted, when at it the handbag has fallen, I have bent, have seen in centimetre from myself harmonous feet and have unexpectedly kissed at first one knee, then another, then above, Light silently stood and waited, and then … Then the memoirs blew up, and all was at once, I understood, what exactly was, but to recollect consistently never could – has not managed and now … – My God, Your affairs … are however nice – muttered Chuhnovsky. – You Are reasonable and blest, Prisnosushchy, is all-powerful and vsevedushch You … be blest, our Lord … He has told to itself(himself): «I live», it was not a question, and the statement, and a gloom surrounding it has agreed with this conclusion as than other there was a silence if it is not familiar the consent? Why I was so is assured of it? Why I in general have been assured what death – only transition from the world in the world? And it remembered? In consciousness vague images were born, and he understood them. It were the images which edges disappeared in a fog, and then were slowly shown – together with sounds, smells and any other sensations which it could not define yet. If during that instant I could compare something to something most of all happened would remind me duel when one of opponents lifts a pistol and makes a shot, and the second, instantly having caught, on what trajectory the bullet will depart, does a step aside and easy shoots. Antarm, having seen the stream which has directed to it of memory, has made a step towards and has substituted the person – he wished to know about itself(himself) everything, and he has learnt, but that could be considerable, it has appeared in practice is insignificant the small. He is an Inspector. It conducts Arimana … where? Unless it is now important? And whether it is important in general? I could not tell anything in this occasion – I any more was not here, the world has blurred in consciousness, became a picture in memory, instantly having moved from a reality of the present past in reflexion. Pinhas Chuhnovsky, having put the person to a memory stream, has seen itself eyes Arimana – is not present, Arcady, such was then his name – in a room where on regiments stood ancient, in leather covers, religious books, and the conversations with the detective has recollected, but to understanding of own essence it almost has added nothing. About everyday – and what could inform memory Ariman? – Could not help, and the former rabbi has driven away this knowledge, as drive away badly smelling stream of a cigarette smoke. It did not suffer, when at its presence smoked, he suffered from it, he and now suffered from memoirs which to it imposed Ariman, he did not want them, he wished to serve the Lord how that was demanded by Light streaming around instead of how has got used to do it once in the world a little adapted for acceptance Divine. There was a Universe in which he was born. Moscow, Russia, the Earth, Solar system, the Galaxy … And other Universe – that where Ariman it has appeared after death. The world of Scientists and Teachers, a matter and spirit. It is reasonable to assume, that now it has appeared in the third Universe and had no the slightest representation that here waited for them. The result was not slow to affect – the typhoon was carried by on small island, even the river for an instant has overflowed banks, but small flooding has ended as quickly as has begun. I do not know, of what thought Faj but while, having released the body and thoughts, I have let in a feeler, it was closed and has begun punishment of the opponent not expecting it, to me was heard vskrik and the words distinctly said by an unbodied voice: «Not uby!» On the brink field Ialu, on all its considerable perimetre there were dark figures, not that that transparent, but any vague as if energy of thought was in them more than material maintenance. It were Scientists among whom I have learnt Faja and Minozisa. Faj still seemed me similar to Henry Podolskogo though now, looking it is not so much on appearance of this person, how many in its essence, I understood, that similarity actually rather relative. – You have told to me something from your memoirs. I knew, that it is an invention. Imaginations do not possess ability to pass in other forms of energy, they are safe … And you … Arcady, I saw you, when … I do not find words to describe that I saw, and to what it, you is better me know … |