Всё что происходило в жизни матерей всегда напрямую связанно с их детьми.Когда мать садилась ткать ковёр,она своим сердцем чувствовала то,что в настоящий момент происходит с её детьми.Ведь связь матери и детей невозможно разорвать и нарушить.Когда всё идёт гладко,то и ниточки все связываются ровненько,одна к одной..если вдруг у матери рука дрогнет,то и узел завяжется неправильно и это может отразиться на всех рисунках.Наши бабушки вязали платки,мамы штопали носки,иголочкой пальчик уколола,а это значит что то не так у детей....И вот в нашей глубокой истории, где то что то пошло не так и узелок стал не ровным,иголочка пальчик уколола,и рисунок оказался не целым,но по своему оригинальным,как калейдоскоп загадок и разнообразия.Тому в истории мы тьму примеров слышим,об этом пишем.Привычка завязывать узелки на память возможно пошло из очень древней истории,что отразилось даже на скорости измерении перемещения кораблей,где она измерялась в узлах.Узелки на рыболовных сетях наоборот должны были быть связанны крепко.Да и вообще некоторые полотна связанны сами посредством переплетения и завязывания узелков где их разнообразие делает само полотно разнообразным.
Узелок за узелком
вяжем и распустим,
где изнанка,где лицо,
много всяких бусин.
Ткать полотнище судьбы,
нить потянем мы,
больше вяжем узелки,
тем трудней судьбу найти.
Жизнь скучливая,собака,
больше монотонности,
тошно будет мне однако,
что встречаю подлости.
Развяжу я узелки,
вижу гладь того холста,
золотые лепестки
сердцем тронула рука!
Everything was so stupid and banal as, indeed, always with humanity. A lot of people have always opposed the ruin and excessive consumption of data resources in the image of the earth, but people continued to create what they are used to ... I do not blame people for their weaknesses, I just tried as always to avoid the inevitable, but it turned out that,
that we were just trying to delay the death of the universe. From time immemorial, we were given the opportunity to try to observe all the rules, precisely those rules that could make our life eternal, but ... we stopped feeling the measures, we stopped being just what we should have been.
I'll start right away with how I became the last witness to the death of the whole system, the whole universe,
the whole world which we are accustomed to call the world of people. Everything that was predicted in the most horrible predictions, in the most perverted brains, just like all good and positive things also had to happen. In fact, we can not deny what happens as well as good, and bad, and everything happened, both good and bad at a time ...
It was like in a dream ... I was in my last refuge of human life ... In my bunker, serving a satellite dish, there were several batteries, elementary wood for keeping the heat, a little engine oil, rubber, a few lighters and a stove ... Ordinary an oven made of an iron barrel,
a burzhujka for heating my body ... I have long forgotten how to talk, my voice stopped being necessary for me. All my remaining, the last bodies of people quietly slept in the cryo center of anabiosis. So they were the custodians of DNA, where the important part was the cornea eye and brain, for the study of future generations.
We have globally prepared for our own death, with a firm confidence to restore our former life.
Left alone, I did not know what to do with myself. Conserved libraries, reading devices, development plans, we calculated absolutely everything for future generations.
Briefly describe how it all happened, in that already left reality.
At first, I began to lose touch with the most remote points that kept communication controlling the measures of the image of the earth, like the one we imagine in our thoughts and at the present time, that is, first one satellite, then the second, third, fourth and eyes,
who used to see the beautiful image of the earth suddenly saw where they really are, in the literal sense of the earth as an image left from under the feet, although the legs were the same way, for many it was a big shock, See how your reality together with you dissolves into nothingness , then another sight, because they always thought they were people with bodies,
people with their hands with their ears, and then they saw themselves as microscopic parts of crumbling sparks that simply scattered with the characteristic high-frequency sound of a wonderful transformation. It lasted a few seconds, or more precisely three seconds, that is, before disconnecting from the reality illusion apparatus, they realized that they were on in fact, no,
for them it seemed like an eternity, but for me it was an instant. So the image of my land narrowed to the radius of the horizon of my eyes, where my batteries, forced to see my reality the way I saw it. I knew that it would take many years until they will find me in the ice,
frozen in my bunker to maintain the illusion of the reality of human existence, I knew that the movie would repeat itself again, but what it was like to freeze at the same time to understand that I'm not freezing, but simply accumulate batteries that were themselves illusions.
But how could you imagine this picture?
Is it possible to imagine a movie, on the contrary?
And I try to understand how this could happen and with understanding began to write, in the hope that my dissolved image into nothingness, there in the nothingness and manifest in strict reverse order.
That's how it seemed to me.
I'll be here for many billions of years with extinct eyes turned into pieces of ice, wait until they find my notes,
will find this mass of apparatus, this bunker, me in it. Try to restore the history, make conclusions will make the right decision. You can imagine how it's to stay alive in the ice of your own eyes. It's unlikely that although those who read my story will probably be as close to it as possible. I was not alone,
but I was the last one to take responsibility for keeping the bodies of my friends. At that time, our bodies could easily be suspended, because we were perfectly aware of who we are and where our primary awareness is. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
That could accurately determine our entire constant race from one image of the earth to another ... And now we are just a signal .... the signal that is flying and represents what you can now imagine. You have presented? And now I I'll tell you what to do in order to avoid what happened to us ...
YOU REPRESENT THAT OUR UNIVERSE IS THAT WHAT WE CAN INTRODUCE, SEE AND HEAR.
IN THE FIRST. STAY BELOW TO OUR PRIMARY SIGNAL.
IN SECOND. COPY OUR SIGNAL MULTIPLE AND SPRAY IT TO ANY AVAILABLE SPACE.
IN THE THIRD. OVERCOME ALL EYES WHAT THEY WILL ALWAYS LIVE EVERYTHING IN THE TIME OF A LOT OF SPACES.
In the Fourth. ALL SHOULD BE FANTASTIC TO REALIZE THE REALITY OF IMAGES, ITS IMMORTALITY.
IN FIVE. DO NOT HELP THE OPPORTUNITY TO LIMIT YOUR OPINION AND YOUR PERCEPTION OF OUR MULTIPLE INFINITY OF WORLDS.
IN THE SIXTH. STANDING BETWEEN THE POSSIBILITY TO LIVE IN A MULTIPLE OF IMAGES.
IN SEVEN. PLEASE PRESENT YOU THAT YOU ARE NONE. NONE AS A BODY,
NO HOW YOU HAVE ADDED TO SEE, IT'S NOT HOW YOU HAVE ALREADY HEARED. ALL ALWAYS ALARM FROM THE MOST LARGE ENDLESS PAST AND IS NOT IMPORTANT WHO AND WHAT ABOUT THIS CAN THINK OR EVEN PRESENT.
In the EIGHT.TEL can not be painful. The body can only be cold before dissolving in its own vision .. IN THE FUTURE, NEVER HAVE PAIN.
AND IN THE NINTH.
PLAY AND EXPLAIN AS THE IMAGES OF ANY BODIES YOU HAVE ADDED TO SEE.