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26.12.2010

2010 was a heavy year, and probably, not only for me.
I would tell that it was the year of unpleasant discoveries.
1. I have understood that I am the exception in the modern world with my concept of morals and moral laws, that no longer work in the XXI century.
2. I have understood that the nature did not withstand overload, which we make every day with it and has started to revenge us.
3. I have understood that the modern art separated from the people. "Black is white and Kulic (a sandpiper) is the bird of the big flight," contemporary art tells us. But black is black and only!
4. Christ leaves Europe, which have struggled so long with him. Allah will replace Christ and Europeans will have learned about the Sheriyat tolerance by soon.  
We never know the value of water till the well is dry.
5. I have understood that human life is not worth a brass farthing. The rich is always right, purity and faith are lost. The old men are a burden for young and youth are a burden for the state, etc.
6. As a man sows, so shall he reap.
7. Well and at last, if it is the truth we will wait for visitors by 2012 :)
"Do smile misters! Do smile!"

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