Content advisory 18+ There is a song called “The Boxer” by a once-famous duo (and deservedly so) in America known as Simon & Garfunkel. One line goes as follows: “… Still, a man sees what he wants to see and disregards the rest.” Another valuable (for me) insight is provided by William Blake: “The eye, altering, alters all” — the beautiful language of which can be a bit confusing until … Read the rest
Tag: Mind
The True Immortal Story Tale
Today, my dear children, I’ll tell you the true story, the story about a King and three of his sons. The first one, named Arler, was brave and smart, no one could ever beat him. The second one, named Barler, was not so smart, but far more handsome. He was well-known for his affairs. The third one was Carler.
He was born during the thunderstorm, and everyone thought that he … Read the rest
Expedition
Контент 14+
One summer day I packed my backpack and headed out on an ethnographic expedition. I had just passed my exams and finished my first year as a student of the Moscow Academy of Music. This annual tour involves different students every go around because only several professors are engaged yet all students must participate at least once.
Our ethnographic laboratory had been studying the Bryansk region on the … Read the rest
Prisons and Prisoners. Concrete Walls of Mind. Part 1.
Контент 18+
My first days in the hospital I worked only during daylight hours to meet the local orders. The hospital needed a doctor so desperately that I was pressed into action even before all the formalities were finished. On my very first day I was invited by a chief security officer into a rather stark and bleak furnished office where he probed me for details about my life, education … Read the rest
Prisons and Prisoners. Silent Cry. Pre-story.
Контент 16+
We were sitting and smoking on the windowsill in a bare examination room inside a hospital. There were out-dated but clean furnishings around us, with patches on the upholstery and traces of multiple repairs on wooden parts. Clearly, someone had at least cared enough to make the room presentable to staff workers. Unlikely somebody could try for the sake of patients here. The doctor next to me was
… Read the rest We were sitting and smoking on the windowsill in a bare examination room inside a hospital. There were out-dated but clean furnishings around us, with patches on the upholstery and traces of multiple repairs on wooden parts. Clearly, someone had at least cared enough to make the room presentable to staff workers. Unlikely somebody could try for the sake of patients here. The doctor next to me was
