Skills of navigation were lost. It was necessary to be concentrated and not divert, to follow one of multydimension whirlwind, in time directed and balanced on time waft of casual draughts. Was simply, but already had not of significance. All was on the contrary and laughable. He as if has fallen in ascending the flow colored delicate bubbles, in some yellow dense shine, sweet flow out upwards. In it was easily and joyful. The nowhere would not be necessary to move and to recollect about agreed reactions and space resonances - and other trifles, that learned on rates amonglayer serfing. Nothing had not the significances. The pleasure and sensation flight, for the sake of that he and has gone in this sport, set other, not less viscous and pleasant one were present in this dense oblivion, as well as. The absolute time enough was adapted to local, synchronization seize all levels. For that was not of location. The sense has ceased to precede the point of realization. He has realized, that and is present - Absolute.

19.06.98 20:54

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