This Is The End…

The motive of the song The Doors - The End is running in the head. I read a heap of books and conspectuses than look at the ceiling otherworldly then I do these again and again – all day long. The Doors – The End is being played in my head. What a psychedelia it is. How usual and unusual at the same time it is. It is hard to understand it is to feel. Maybe, it is something like an educational catharsis – the break of old ties after which you are on a new plane and self sensation.

Exam Is Coming...

I’m studying my exam materials and feel blue. Why is the study such a tiresome and boring thing? Why do we learn so many topics we never need in future? Could anyone explain anything? Ok. Okay. I’m calm. I’m terribly calm. I’m extremely calm almost as a dead man.

USA Battle Gay?!

The USA officials' opinonions:

US Secretary of the Army John McHugh for Army Times: "Anytime you have a broad-based policy change, there are challenges to that. The Army has a big history of taking on similar issues, [with] predictions of doom and gloom that did not play out.”

President Barack Obama: "I'm working with the Pentagon, its leadership, and the members of the House and Senate on ending this policy. Legislation has been introduced in the House to make this happen. I will end 'don't ask, don't tell.' That's my commitment to you.”

Circulus Vitiosus Or Self-Cheating?

Nothing changes as fast as you desire… Is getting what you wish a lost game? Well, and what about our needs? Aren’t they grew up twice or even more? Circulus vitiosus? Do we understand the process well enough? Do we really expect the tremendous changes? Don’t we cheat ourselves feeling we could get much as we could get for real?

My Mood Is That Kurt Cobain Sang About...

I'm turbulent and depressive at the same time. I'm angry and sad. My mood is that Kurt Cobain sang about... Nothing special. it's just an attack of lyssophobia in monotonous routine of the life.

Devoted Friends

Today, for some reasons those few people know only , I have again reflected on, whether I live in the right way. … What, how and when I do wrongly… Do I really need the friends? And, strangely enough, I have understood, that anyway, the old friend is better than two new friends and that all my new acquaintances are not my friends totally, and my old friends – are devoted to me … It doesn’t matter if things are good or bad, they always will be with me if it is necessary … This is truly pleasant to realize …

Sudden Stupor…

There is always something to do, you always have a work … But it is raining, but it is empty at home and you, as if is being broken as if being twisted and you want do nothing, absolutely nothing … It is sure not laziness, you are able to work and in one or two hours you will work anyway … But now you feel that everything is useless, cheap and false, wretched and miserable … Now you think: « Do I really need this movement is being done just for the movement? »