Therefore, I’m replacing these questions with another, more relevant: «So, we have a road there?» I didn’t come right away – and not to my comrades: to the thought. I’m not a «fighter for an idea». My principle is: «You do not touch me – I do not touch you». In order for what happened to happen, quantity must turn into quality, to be more precise, the amount of mental anguish – in the quality of determination. And one day it happens, as it should be, by chance. On the basis of the car and the traffic rules again, when the «guardians» dispersed the pedestrians peacefully walking along the allotted street on their foreign cars. Accident is a special case of regularity. And, if movie character, under the impression of what he saw, said: «And then I decided: „To sell!“, I decided, though also in one word, but even sharper: " To delete!»
My personal moment is not a detonator to the public. One just layered on the other. But there is no one to anyone no appendage. So sometimes it happens, that the personal and the «other» go not only by parallel courses, but also by the same path. They go both in my brain and outside of them. Once again: I am not the avenger usually. Basically: it does not always work for me. Sometimes «I leave the image» and hardly return to it. With hard work over clients «not from the list». But, if I am at times and avenger «not for myself», I am only «for the company», because I am «in the name and on behalf of myself». Although I will not hide: the feeling of universal injustice, fleshed out by personal impressions and «case materials», is also involved in the progress: moves me to the point. More precisely: on business. Therefore, sometimes I can say about myself: this particular set of «inspired us to work and to feats».
Another lyrical digression is to ensure that my «movers», «historical roots» and that «guiding and directing» were clear. No, it – «the same one» – does not push me in the back and does not drag me by the collar. It only helps me not to make a mistake in choosing a goal. The goal must be worthy part of my client. My «inner pilot» only guides me to the path of truth. And I can no longer take another route:
«Where is the truth? Above the truth is fog.
She lives between snakes and ashes in a crypt,