Summary
Viktor Pelevin: KGBT+
We only live when we do something for the first time. The miracle is that we actually always do everything for the first time, because the world is constantly changing along with us. But we don't think about it. The memory of how we were yesterday begins to live in our place. We surrender our power over reality to habit and sink into sleep. We are disappearing. Often for life. It seems that we are alive, but we agree to die, because it is safer that way... It is the only death that exists. And life is only what happens the first time. Each time, without fear of pain, we open the closed eyelids and breathe in the sharp air of something new..."
"With me in the cell were Chekhov, Tolstoy, Tchaikovsky, Zhukov (that marshal) and Gagarin." By the way, when I talk about Tolstoy in my prison cells, I usually think of my virtual neighbor in the cell. They all slept on the upper bunks all the time. They rotated me among the lower ones. . . . The morning began with Gagarin, who was lying on the top bunk, shouted madly: "We have arrived!", and he would burst out laughing. The whole cell was waking up (in fact, only I, of course, was a lie). My neighbors expressed their displeasure at the dawn of a new day in their unique style - Tolstoy cursed and wiped it with a blanket, Zhukov whispered something about the penal battalion. to forge a melody from one of his plays."
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