Thistle

Rodion Rakhimov

Time is a relative concept. It can stretch to infinity, or compressing to the size of a grain of sand, fill the absolute truth. And then, turning to dust, to scatter in the Universe, creating a new Galaxy real truth. And again to seek the truth among the millions of stars. Daniel, on the advice of friends jumping with parachute, gets in the space-time continuum. Once in the underworld the “Winged” trying to change past mistakes. Whether this will happen, we know from the book of the author.

Thistle

Rodion Rakhimov

Dedicated toВ my parents and all the residents disappeared from the maps ofВ the village ofВ Cordon-Tibil

© Rodion Rakhimov, 2018

ISBNВ 978-5-4490-2942-3

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From the author

“I want to be a wizard

dip the pen inВ the truth. Nothing

others are no longer surprised”.

В В В В Vasily SHUKSHIN

“Published in the periodical press as a journalist and publicist. Was totally dumb when I had to sing along with the Almighty the voice of the world, and wailed when I had to say its weighty word in favor of those who could not speak. As a novelist published in many national and regional Newspapers, in the magazine “OUR STREET” and the anthology “PROSE”.

The interesting thing life. Spinning, spinning, and make it all right. But life makes its own adjustments, and surprises, which begin not only to think but also write. And what happened in front of You. Maybe naive task can not leave You INDIFFERENT to everything around him, because sooner or later it will affect each of us. In nature everything is interconnected. The flapping wings of a butterfly can cause a hurricane. Tear a hungry child, fallen to the ground, can cause flooding. The cry of despair of destitute war people can cause an earthquake and typhoons. Let’s not tease the geese!

As for me, I have always been in opposition to all bad faith in the triumph of justice”.

Sincerely, Rodion RAKHIMOV, aВ journalist, aВ writer-journalist, environmentalist, social activist, member ofВ the RUSSIAN UNION ofВ WRITERS.

AВ report from the skies

“Time is a relative concept. It can stretch to infinity or compressing to the size of grains of sand to fill the absolute truth. And then, turning to dust to scatter in the Universe, creating a new Galaxy of truth of truth. And again to seek the truth among the millions of stars?”

“And God saw the light that it was good;

and God divided the light from the darkness”.

The old Testament. GL.1.St..4.

“God speaks to us face-to-face only

when we have ourselves have a face.”

В В В В K. Lewis.

Instead ofВ aВ prologue

Day surprisingly turned out to be clear. The whole previous day and night, I entertained the hope that there will be inclement weather postponed jumps. But in vain. And here’s an old “kukuruznik”, breaking away from the tarmac, shaking the green peeling wings, gaining height. To jump with a parachute for the person in the chair, put on the table to wrap the light bulb, was already the height was dizzy and shaking hamstring – was a lifelong dream.

This fear was not there before, I said to the instructor, blue-eyed “classmate” Irsuto Sharipova, a former pilot, has retained the optimism, despite life’s troubles, trying to shout over the roar of the engine. – We are with you in flight school came, fear came later. When I foolishly free ticket Union climbed to the Ostankino tower to sit in a Silver room with moving floors. Drinking champagne to admire the evening lights of Moscow.

But when we are, pretty pumped not only champagne, brought toВ the observation deck with glass floors, heart and skipped aВ beat. For some reason IВ feel under aВ not the height and the abyss ofВ the abyss, and from the fall which was separated byВ only aВ thin glass like cracked ice. Had toВ change the profession ofВ industrial climber aВ carpenter.

And now the fear ofВ heights even worse than on the mountain AI-Petri inВ the Crime