
I remember my first evening with the RC 86 taken from a neighbor. It was such a plan of running men, I painted that night in BASIC, sitting in front of the TV. And fascinated, my parents did not try to put me to sleep, they let me sit until half past two in the morning. I was 11 years old ...
After some time, the BC appeared. A technological miracle, and even then the first "start-ups" went, teams localizing toys, with such awesome names like ASP corp., Something else there is a building.
And we also dreamed of becoming the same, and came up with a name for ourselves, of course. And then they doused it, with its tar on the roof of my friend's dacha shed - (S.) ZV corp. (The only structure miraculously surviving the fire in 2001.)
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This little picture brought me back to my childhood.
I again saw everything with my own eyes and so volumetric. I heard old sounds, felt everything ... smells, sensations! ..
And most importantly, the desire ... the desire to create, the desire to recognize, the desire to play, and everything just everything ...
How strange 20 years have passed. It took me 20 years to acquire layers of society, and to peel them off again.
This strange post, I want to say:
People - do what you want to do REALLY! :)
ps I forgot to say that near this shed, I saw a
UFO for the first time :)