Thus, complexes and me... That's the prehistory.
I was born in the Soviet Union and I was a pioneer, Komsomol
member, I served in Soviet Army for secret complex of anti-aircraft defense...
I had a lot of complexes. A huge pile. I didn't believe in God, and my father was a communist. I didn't believe in communism,
too.
Have you lived in the Soviet Union? No? There was not too
large set of roles in Soviet society.
If you want to be good one you have to choose the role of a
member of the Communist Party. If you want to be bad one, you are to become a
hippie. If you want to be Nothing and achieve Buddhist emptiness you must
become a clerk. For example, a teacher or an engineer.
I don't know why I agreed, but I decided to become a clerk.
I became a doctor. Yes, the doctor wasn't an important person in The Soviet
Union, the doctor was a clerk who was doing his job so-so and thus he earned
so-so, too.
Life has changed in that time while I was in Medical Institute. Soviet Union
collapsed. I became a citizen of Ukraine. Dashing Nineties
tormented the country. New roles in our society have come from the West: manager, top manager, senior top manager
... We also came up with some roles for ourselves: bandit, cool bandit, very cool bandit... Ukrainians have put on
a new mask. Managers and bandits
started a war.
At first bandits won. Then managers outsmarted them and came
to power. Then bandits outwitted managers. Then managers staged two revolutions... By the way, over the years managers and thugs have got so much
mixed that
now we have a new role - senior top-bandit.
And I ... And all this time I've been a clerk. But I wasn't
wasting the time ... I was writing novels about clerks. Of course I choose
genre of fiction. SF.
I was writing bad books at first. Very, very bad. But I was
learning. Honestly! I was reading special literature, I attended seminars on literature. And now I don't write very very badly. Just badly.
One day I signed a contract with the publishing house even.
But afterward this publishing house has collapsed. I think
this the trouble is related to my
karma clerk. Also I met with some
writers and editors.
I talked to them a lot of time.
What I learned about them? They are people who play
strange roles. They suffer from the fact that they can not understand the
modern world. But many of them consider themselves to be geniuses.
One day at a literary seminar in Crimea My co-author (the girl from St.
Petersburg) said: "Oh my God! These people have so much complexes! "
Yes, there's something I missed ... I was a hippie for a
while.
Many years ago. I meditated, loved life, drank wine, smoked
grass, I laughed and swam in the sea. Me and my wife. But then my life clerk
won my life hippies. Hippie died inside me.
The clerk was triumphant. That's when I became a writer.
I
worked for a large company, where
I led the other clerks, I was top-clerk. My book "Homotrophs" about it.
Now I have a lot of experience. I work with people I examine their psychophysiology. And I
write books.
That's it.
Now is the time to learn English and I have to tell the world everything that I know about the
complexes.
By the way. Do not hurry to kill me for my bad English.
top manager, top-clerk, top-bandit... hahaha)
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