When there is no sense in names. Sergey Strelyaev

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      Having with pleasure stretched, Ania slightly rose over pillows trying to remember yesterday’s events. Through non-existence fog consciousness looked for the necessary thread. When it was made, the reality got into a brain, stinging as if one thousand needles.

      – Good morning. – The guy smiled, getting up because of a table.

      – You know our language? – she sat down on a bed and at random a leg began to look for slippers somewhere under a sofa. Instead of the answer it continued: – you can call me Konstantin. To be pleasant to me this name.

      – I need to learn from you very much. Even I do not know what to begin with. – She spoke through a shoulder, trying pobystry to lay a bed.

      – Where your house? Where yours … – fell down questions.

      – Do not hurry, – gesture of a hand Kostya stopped it. – I will tell everything to you. Everything is good in its season. For a start … – my house is not visible from here. It it is so far that even light from our star cannot reach your planet. I arrived by the invitation. Only I do not understand why came across aggression. I was brought down. In the message of “Voyager” it was told about human good intentions and suddenly how it on yours? – he for a second thought, – rockets…

      – Do not ask me about such things, – the girl hung the head. Probably, it was a shame to it with all six billion people.

      – Let’s go for a walk better. Today day off and so, by the way, strange weather.

      Indeed: from yesterday’s bad weather there is no trace left also. Behind a window birds sang, the sun brightly shone, its beams cheerfully got into all corners of the apartment.

      Day was given fine, and, above all heat droplets. Air was very pure and fresh.

      At the guy all it was impossible to fit into a many-sided human stream in any way, and he was continually forced to listen to abuse from the people who came across it.

      – What is travel agency? – stopped opposite to a bright sign.

      – Yes as to explain to you? – Ania thought. – These are people who send persons interested to have a rest to the different countries. At an excursion there… do international passports.

      – And it that it?

      – The document allowing the person to travel. The usual passport, – it got into a handbag, – is necessary in that country where you live constantly.

      While Konstantin accurately rustled with sheets of a sinenky book, the girl diligently explained what can be made with the passport and that promises its absence.

      – Unless people are not capable to move on the own planet? – sincerely the newcomer was surprised. The girl only helplessly shrugged shoulders.

      – You are free? – Konstantin was softened.

      – Of course!

      – I other opinion. What it consists in?

      Ania was struck dumb, nervously fingering fingers as if they stiffened from a frost. Earlier she and had not to think of such things, all by itself was understood.

      – We are free in the choice, – barely audible as the uncertain student at examination who is afraid to be mistaken, she whispered.

      – Unless you have it, for example, specifically? – still quietly Konstantin argued. It seemed, he did not notice that the girl does not own a situation at all, and it would be much easier for it to interrupt a conversation, than to continue this torture.

      – People constantly never fight for it, but, on the present did not receive freedom. You are always deceived. Only the form of your life changes, but contents remains, as well as hundred, and one thousand years ago. The most awful that the majority suits it. History knows one thousand examples. Revolution of 1917. The poor fought for the power with the rich and, it seems as, even won a victory. There passed a little time and that we have. … Everything returned into place – remained both poor, and fantastically provided, and all at the expense of the same poor people. Those who excessively work direct all efforts and time, have practically no anything, the others own everything, do not need anything – the ordinary nobility. One try to live by rules, others the law not писан. Itself saw yesterday. The one who has to serve the people eats it, smothers for the sake of the pleasure. Believe me as you speak, the onlooker sees most of the game. – He tried to smile, but there was only a poor excuse for a malicious smile. The topic of conversation was too serious. The girl corrected a short skirt that was not necessary at all.

      – And wars! It in general something special. As one person or even group of people can decide destiny of millions which and in eyes never saw. Never leave in the battlefield, hide in cozy bunkers. The simple people die for others interests, for-for the sake of others profit. If it is necessary for politicians, let will gather and are at war. Elected them for the solution of peace problems. Nobody granted them the rights for war. Here personally to you there is though some business to the borders established by someone once? – Ania listened carefully. – I see what is not present, as well as to most of normal people on the planet. There are, of course, broods of Nazis and to them similar, but them practically nothing. Even it is more interesting to population bulk when nearby there live a set of nationalities with the culture, with the outlook. How many useful it is possible to gather each other. Everyone wants without any unnecessary red tape, firstly to call of heart to go to any corner of the native planet, but not to dream of it, as of something divine, available only to the elite. In you there are inclinations great, light. But you, for some reason try to eradicate all this, to create from yourself beings, similar to cars. There is no common goal, and that says it all. You as in the dark, jump aside from one extreme in another, look for an exit, without seeing it at themselves near by. What in general your civilization aspires to? There is no answer, so, everything is false. There is no vector on which it is necessary to fit forces and to achieve results. Nothing unites all as one family. You are trampled down centuries on one place – a step forward, then back, and any advance, and die in contradictions if undertake nothing. It is the law of the Universe: or living beings become wiser, overcoming difficulties together, or they perish. It is not necessary to think that when the trouble comes, you unite for its permission. It is necessary to begin with trifles, at the last minute to be in time nothing.

      – Words, words. Let’s not philosophize. Let’s go better to the park, at this time it is very beautiful. – The girl of the got excited satellite stopped.

      Indeed here it was pleasant to Konstantin. Neither noise, nor soot of cars. Though what has to be everywhere somewhere remained. Only silence and green trees moreover rare chatter of birds. Having sat down on one of benches, Ania accurately, almost tremblingly, took him by hand.

      – I know nothing about you? – quietly, without looking in the face, it began. She wanted to tell, learn the most important, but she did not find forces and courage to make it. – Do you have a work? Who are you? Family? – after the last word hasty added not to give itself – Friends?

      – In your understanding there is nothing of that kind. We are others. – Whether pity, whether a regret sounded in its voice. He, apparently, did not notice the main issue