How to see a monster, or about the coming of spring
Today I saw the line beyond which small children turn into monsters with green eyes. These monsters come from another dimension or deep space. They want to shoot from a grenade launcher, but you know - no, they will not take the infection! Here you need a BFG (experts know). And do not think that I do not like children. They are so cute and spontaneous, different and equally cute while there are no adults nearby.
Here is one such pretty 8-9 year old and came up to me today with an angelic face and already in a completely unearthly voice resembling a Christmas bell asked: “Please, sorry! Will you tell me where the ELECTRONIC LABYRINTH is located? ”At first I did not understand what it was asking me. Just admired such a polite angel and missed the thought process by the device analysis. I ask (naively and with diligence): “And what is it?” It turns its head and drops into the space somewhere behind my right ear: “I see ...” Turns around and leaves, dissolves, departs.
My confusion lasts a long time. Understanding your own worthlessness demeans endlessly. And, by the end of the day, the truth begins to come: it’s not from here. They are not even from our galaxy. Children corn some. Time and space will change, and these will govern our universe as it is. We do not exist for them, just as ants or flies do not exist for us, until they reach us with their presence. And then one curious will take you or me and will take off the legs. Out of curiosity. Or see what's inside?
However, this is all science fiction and I love children and am still fond of looking at them, and I hate adult distributors of cuffs. Give birth to children, people! Let them be more, and us less, let the world become younger and smell in the spring! Hooray!
Here is one such pretty 8-9 year old and came up to me today with an angelic face and already in a completely unearthly voice resembling a Christmas bell asked: “Please, sorry! Will you tell me where the ELECTRONIC LABYRINTH is located? ”At first I did not understand what it was asking me. Just admired such a polite angel and missed the thought process by the device analysis. I ask (naively and with diligence): “And what is it?” It turns its head and drops into the space somewhere behind my right ear: “I see ...” Turns around and leaves, dissolves, departs.
My confusion lasts a long time. Understanding your own worthlessness demeans endlessly. And, by the end of the day, the truth begins to come: it’s not from here. They are not even from our galaxy. Children corn some. Time and space will change, and these will govern our universe as it is. We do not exist for them, just as ants or flies do not exist for us, until they reach us with their presence. And then one curious will take you or me and will take off the legs. Out of curiosity. Or see what's inside?
However, this is all science fiction and I love children and am still fond of looking at them, and I hate adult distributors of cuffs. Give birth to children, people! Let them be more, and us less, let the world become younger and smell in the spring! Hooray!
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Source: https://habr.com/ru/post/21244/
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