03. 06. 2020 Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

The one part of my time of rest was changed. To forty minutes. Is It good? I don't know. All differents are good. Said the Bill Murray. And I'm felling good. And I continue of my life story.





I remember I am in a battle. And it is hard for me. Because it is not a normal of our happy life. But I hope this situation is the last on the world. The confrontation is not good idea. But I am not in the confrontation with a humans. I'm in the battle with a Monster. It's name is ... . I said it earlier. And this is only small part of humans mind. Not nothing more.





And I remember. It was many years ago. I was asleep. And I saw in my dream the huge tree. It was falling down. And I saw the man who did this a great work. I watched his victory. The huge roots of this tree looked in different directions. Goosebumps shuddered my body. The name of Man was Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. And the man was died.




Why I talk about that? It was a beginning. The beginning of change of world by the simple humans. Of course my friend Mozart was a genius. But he wasn't the God like Great Christ. And I didn't understand in that moment. What was happened. Only now. In my battle. I got this information into my mind. From my power.




Do you remember the Russian Fairytale a few days ago in my book right here? In this fairytale was a tree. Oak. There was a chest on it. The bear inverted a tree with a root. That bear was a Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Genius. The genius of music. He wrote the Requiem. And Wolfgang was died. But tree of the Monster was falled. Only chest was not broken. And the humanity was in a waiting for the another bear. I will talk about another genius later. From my power. Done.