Parable. The Job Of An Angel Bashny.Net

Beautiful parable about awareness. How often we miss the best opportunities, plunging into the programmes of the society. To the man opened his eyes and saw the sun above, the Universe is sometimes necessary to use extreme measures...

 

Sixty four million nine hundred fifty three thousand five hundred sixty two



Angel older strictly looking on the slave:

— Report. In a nutshell.

— Living. Go to work. Something hopes.

— On what?

— Hard to say. Twice I showed him a happy dream — sees. He says he gets tired at work.

— What work?

— Yes, like everyone else. Authority. Bustle. Smoking room. Gossip.

— The authorities harsh?

— Yes, boss like boss. Same as everywhere else. He is afraid of it for some reason…

— Fear drove?

— Of course. On the way to the office. Wings waved above his head. The clouds even broke up. Had the wing on the ear to go to notice the sun.

— Cute stranger on the road? On the heels. With the smell of disturbing perfume?

— Well, hurt... nose to Nose pushed in the subway.

— And how?

— Yes in any way. "Sorry," and then in thought.

And after work?

— Shopping opportunities. TV. Wash the dishes. Internet. Sleep.

— The TV broke?

— Certainly. New bought reason…

— Cut off the Internet?

Five days in a row. It simply became stuck at work. Until late evening. They may be so.

— So. And the weekend?

— Sleep till noon. Apartment cleaning. In the evening — friends, stupid conversations, vodka. Home after midnight. In the morning with a headache under the blanket. Or to the TV. Or to the computer.

— And it?

— Very close. Three houses. In the same supermarket for groceries go.

— In the queue was pushed?

— All as expected. And on top of instructions — at the bus stop during the holidays.

— The line of fate checked?

— Yes, combined! The fact of the matter is... It is a city... a lifestyle... Well I can not anymore! An impossible task!

— Conversations! Where is your list of strong means?

— Here he is, chief. Flu with fever and delirium. Dislocation, fracture. Car accident. Bankruptcy. Fire. Riots on the streets. Financial crisis. Civil war…

— Mdaaa... two Hundred eighty-fifth such report! Completely forgotten how to work! You know what, get in touch with parallel flow. In the name of Love to extreme measures permission consider received. Just choose one or the other.

— You have to choose one or the other! published 

  

 

P. S. And remember, only by changing their consumption — together we change the world! ©

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