Palms and pines, the sea and mountains. Rubin D.

Here is the Messiah?.. Only a person with all his giblets is always interested in everything and in everything: love, loneliness, anxiety, vanity, the desire to run to the horizon by putting his tongue, horror before death, a thirst for happiness, and most importantly - with his eternal expectation of the Messiah, which will come from a minute to For a minute, he finally unravels everything that we, on earth, were confused... The last boar from the forests of Pontedramallarma claimed that the world exists to enter the book. For me, love is yesterday, today and tomorrow - material for the future book. And not only my love, and not only love, but all in general, what happens to me and the world around me. My soul and body, my loved ones and not close, my enemies, my universe, in short, my only life yesterday, today and tomorrow is material for the future book. “The artist has no personal life... All his research is only a screen, behind it is only everything - a person who suffers unbearable from the fact that there is no place of tenderness in the world” was written by the English writer Lawrence Darrell in his novel “Justin”. I have nothing to add to this. D. Rubin