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From the author: Reason, cosmogony, technology and modern realities as they may appear to our collective unconscious. The text represents the author's processing of the dialogue with him. All impressions are subjective, and do not have the power of prophecy or command. Possible coincidences are random. Wheels give birth to power. The serpent is the oldest symbol of reason. Flexibility and the ability to avoid obstacles, perseverance in moving towards a goal, agility and swiftness that carry mortal danger. Linear writing turned the world into text, stretched between the past and the future. The snake straightened out like a string, turning into the axis of time from a school textbook. But the poison still oozes from her sharp teeth. And we will more than once plunge them into the trusting universe spread around us. We are surprised to discover that we are biting our own tail. CAT AND SNAKE Born round, cannot crawl. The universe is like a giant cat licking its own place of origin. The process of licking itself is usually called awareness. Although many of those taking part in it are more familiar with the metaphor of a snake biting itself by the tail, which is more comforting to their pride. In this case, awareness represents her teeth. Be that as it may, the world gets to know itself, striving to understand its own reason and purpose. And he has no other eyes, hands or brains for this than ours. Part of the Universe is our blue planet, on the thin skin of which creatures who consider themselves its crown live, love, hate, and give meaning to existence. Some of them have intelligence. Some of these rare birds were lucky enough to be born in lands where intelligence is more valuable than gold. Others happened to be where it goes for the price of silver. Most of them ended up in places where brains are cheaper than copper. Including to Russia. Although there is also Africa, where they eat smart people. The luckiest of the bearers of the gift managed to become flexible and poisonous, like a snake. Or imitate cute fluffy cats that make you want to scratch behind your ear. The most resourceful ones learned to combine a snake and a cat in one skull. Thanks to this, the mind does not fade away, despite centuries of negative selection. Moreover, it blooms and produces wonderful fruits. The most valuable of them are definitely the wheel, the Internet and the atomic bomb. And we have to live with them. WHEEL, INTERNET, BOMB The wheel is what allows us to roll. Wheels give birth to power and give the right to love. They create empires and mix cultures. Without them we are like without hands. Rotation turns time into space, demonstrating the unity of existence. The wheel became an image of the rotating Earth, the solar system and the atom. The rotation of thought creates images like a wheel. When the brain that produces them lacks speed, it gets hooked on them. And creates new means to escape from oneself. The Internet is what allows us to be where we want without going anywhere. The network gives the illusion of omnipotence, omniscience and irresistibility. Three greatest temptations that haunt us all our lives. We can be anyone, take on any form, visit places where no one has gone before. Throw enemies into dust and create worlds. Day after day, the network penetrates the brain, merging with the nervous system. We are turning into new centaurs. But there is one good remedy against monsters. The bomb is what will allow us to roll off to the next world without leaving this place. The atomic bomb abolished the alternation of War and Peace. Weapons have lost their meaning. The world has become life in anticipation of death. War is the end of history. Time bent and bit itself by the tail. The bomb is the greatest achievement of the mind, erasing the line between life and death. As a result, its owners became a race of pacifists. Peaceful children of fierce fathers created a beautiful world. But wild dogs are on their trail. WILD DOGS The dog is the cat's devil. There are peoples who consider God a kind grandfather. Others find him a beautiful young man who plays the flute. But there are those who saw his bestial grin. Their brains were burned by the desert breath. Strong hands clutch knives. Guys who are not allowed to look their wives in the eye are getting ready to go camping. They are hungry and fierce. Plush Europe has nothing for them?

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