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We’ve become strangers to nature. And the best way to live longer, healthier lives is to re-wild ourselves by returning to nature whenever we can. - Daniel Vitalis
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One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.
Bob Marley (via goodreadss)
Чем больше человек имеет внутри себя, тем меньше он ждёт от окружающих.
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Опинившися в середені… одразу відчуваєш, на собі, пульсуючі хвилі, тепла які, одразу ж огортають, м'якою ковдрою затишку. Наче теплі,морські хвилі, з приємною ритмічностю, сальси, накочуються вони, одна за одною. Здається що вони народжуються, дусь у найтемніших куточках, старої погано освітлонної каптерки 3×3 м. Десь на самому вістрі цих темних закопченних кутів, досі панують 60-ті, а звідкіля, ті хвилі берутся, так взагалі, хуй його знає.. У цю сутінкову пору єдине світло, що проникає, у цей загадковий, міжпростіровий, пульсуючий склеп, це слабкі, згасаючі промені, скупого зимового сонця. Наразі цього світла, вистачає лише для освітлення контурів.. але цього більш ніш достатньо, для того щоб не зруйнувати, крихку, та тендітну самобутність цієї магії.
Veronika: What's 'Choose life'? Renton: What? Veronika: 'Choose life'. Simon says it sometimes. He says "Choose life, Veronika!" Renton: 'Choose life'. 'Choose life' was a well meaning slogan from a 1980's anti-drug campaign and we used to add things to it, so I might say for example, choose... designer lingerie, in the vain hope of kicking some life back into a dead relationship. Choose handbags, choose high-heeled shoes, cashmere and silk, to make yourself feel what passes for happy. Choose an iPhone made in China by a woman who jumped out of a window and stick it in the pocket of your jacket fresh from a South-Asian Firetrap. Choose Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, Instagram and a thousand others ways to spew your bile across people you've never met. Choose updating your profile, tell the world what you had for breakfast and hope that someone, somewhere cares. Choose looking up old flames, desperate to believe that you don't look as bad as they do. Choose live-blogging, from your first wank 'til your last breath; human interaction reduced to nothing more than data. Choose ten things you never knew about celebrities who've had surgery. Choose screaming about abortion. Choose rape jokes, slut-shaming, revenge porn and an endless tide of depressing misogyny. Choose 9/11 never happened, and if it did, it was the Jews. Choose a zero-hour contract and a two-hour journey to work. And choose the same for your kids, only worse, and maybe tell yourself that it's better that they never happened. And then sit back and smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody's fucking kitchen. Choose unfulfilled promise and wishing you'd done it all differently. Choose never learning from your own mistakes. Choose watching history repeat itself. Choose the slow reconciliation towards what you can get, rather than what you always hoped for. Settle for less and keep a brave face on it. Choose disappointment and choose losing the ones you love, then as they fall from view, a piece of you dies with them until you can see that one day in the future, piece by piece, they will all be gone and there'll be nothing left of you to call alive or dead. Choose your future, Veronika. Choose life. © Ttrainspotting 2
Важко додати щось до квінтесенції, най концептуальніше сформованих думок атланта. Сергій Вікторович, спражній класик, який дав нам змогу, помітити, якомога більше, градусів надії. Взявши, на себе, обовязки, цілого покоління розстріляних, пращурів.
Шана, та подяка, Вам Сергій Вікторович, За вірогідність надії, Та клінічну антиутопію..)