Eric Dubey Biography

She goes to bed at eight o’clock in the evening, and gets up at half -four in the morning, explaining that it is like it is natural to lie down with sunset, and get up with the sunrise, and that God has created day and night for that, and people have been perverted ... - such details are useless. Suffice it to say how this circumstance prevents you from living and working.

I then sluggish go to work and cannot cope with the norm. She also ... “There are enough two reasons,” the doctor interrupted Anet, “sign it here,” she handed her a completed statement. Anet signed, without deigning to read. This is too late, I'm afraid she will not agree. Although I generally doubt that she will agree ... - Thursday for ten in the evening is free. Record you on Thursday?

Anet left the office, sighing in relief. There is no return journey. Having poured her tea, she turned on her beloved program-the reality show "Dormitory", in which several families were settled in one house and they lived together, like a family, without understanding where whose husband is and where whose wife is. We slept together, ate together, raised together common children, etc.

The essence of the show is that everything was common there, about which the unambiguous name testified. General: husbands, wives, children born there, who were already twelve. No one knew who their fathers. Mothers in this regard had great advantages. But, despite this, the mother remained "general." It was not so that the mother fed and raised only her child. She could take to feed the "stranger", since he was her.

Something like that. This show has been going on for six years. Seven families involved in it. The oldest child - five years old, was not even the youngest for a month. This television show showed the remnants of the past, since no one himself was so tormented - healing, giving birth and raising a child. The whole channel was prudently taken for this program.

It could be watched around the clock and daily to watch who sleeps with whom, washes, curses, fights and a year ago one wife “stabed” her husband out of jealousy. The husband recovered and stayed on the show, and they kicked his wife with shame. To choose a new wife, a casting was arranged. All girls from sixteen to twenty -five dreamed of getting there. Anet also indulged in such dreams, but she could not even apply, since she did not fit by age.

By that time she had already passed twenty -nine. And despite the maturity attributed to the people of her age, Anet was not distinguished by the expected maturity in judgments, otherwise she would have realized all the inadmissibility of involvement in such a depraved and trampling all reasonable, the enterprise, like a low -grade television show. Having looked at the review of today's events of the "hostel", and having drunk the cooled tea, Anet went to bed, satisfied with the day.

Chapter 2 Lyusienne, as always, woke up at half -four in the morning. She was a beautiful and cheerful woman, every day of which was inevitably and carefully filled with meaning and happiness. In her sixty years, Lucien retained all the merits attributed to women forty years: the harmony of the figure and the tenderness of the features of the face, not burdened by deep wrinkles.

The furrows of time affected only the eyes, from the outer corners of which, small wrinkles complemented her radiant smile. The complexion of the face had an ashen shade, which did not darken beauty, but even vice versa, as if Lucien painted, which in his youth was not characterized by that living blush, painted in all verses and prose of the last century.

Dark brown hair, as usual, was braided in a thick long braid, and sometimes two. Having thrown a bathrobe over the night shirt of Lucien began the usual, for many years of the established, daily order of affairs, which listed in her memory on the list from primary to less important ones. The first most important was to read the surviving excerpts from the Bible and gratitude, expressed to God in prayer for a new day.

After she opened the window, letting the cooler of the summer in the morning with the poultry of the birds. Her daughters Anet did not like it. And these stupid birds do not allow to sleep. I will not get enough sleep again! How much can you !!!! How can you not admire them. Throw the work finally, and you can appreciate all the beauty and wisdom of creation. For life, money is not needed.

And you only need a plot of land and a small house. We can sell an apartment and buy such a house. It really grieves me that you spend your life on pieces of paper and toys with Lyusienne toys usually called all electronic devices, cars and other "amenities" invented by people. Mom, shut up at last !!!! Let me sleep. I wish you a better life and cannot be silent, seeing how you sell life to the devil!

Lucien was not very saddened by the scene in the morning. She was used to such an appeal to her daughter, and she continued to tell her such truths not out of stubbornness, but out of a sense of duty, because she acutely felt her guilt for growing such a daughter. Lucien was ashamed of her and therefore made every effort to rectify the situation. All efforts remained in vain, but Lucien did not lose the hope that one day Anet would understand: her work is a stupid vegetation, and true life is simple.Also: life requires only what God created, and people complicated a simple life to an incredible limit.

Any person, having hit the island of uninhabited, or more correctly - not populated by people, would lead a simple and natural life. It is unlikely that he would have been lamented there about the absence of money, or TV. He would mourn about the loss of loved ones and communicating with them. He would quickly realize that in order to live not needed offices, firms and money.

To purchase food, stores and factories are not required. God gave everything ready and free. He would understand that a house with a repair that takes half his life does not need, but a simple housing will go, which will serve as a shelter from rain, cold, wind and heat. And he would begin to build such housing. It is difficult to imagine that being on a uninhabited island, a person will begin to build a large house and will make efforts in order to make repairs in a modern style in order to impress everyone.

So if he does not engage in such recklessness there, is it worth it to be realized here? If there he considers such actions for stupidity, then how to call them here? Or will a person begin to build a ship to sell the collected fruits to other islands in order to help out money for them and exchange the money received for something else for them? And this he clearly considers the indecent waste of his strength.

Why complicate so if you can simply be content with what grows on its island and eat it? Also harvest this for the winter. So why does he not tolerate such obvious truths into his current life? How does it differ from life on the island? Or in the current conditions you can not live in a simple house and is it that it has grown on your site? Or are human needs territorially change?

No territory or culture can change the needs of people. This capital truth had a place to be brought to the Bible many years ago: “Having food, clothes and blood, we will be satisfied with” 1 Tymothy and everything else is called desires and whims. And for these children's toys and whims, a person is ready to work hard for his life. And when to live?! Leaving the apartment, Lucien went to the forest, which was two kilometers.

The road was empty. She was always pleased with this emptiness and the complete absence of crazy cars - one of the most terrible inventions of a person - a roulette for survival. No one knows, sitting in a car every morning, whether he will kill someone or himself. Can such an invention be called reasonable? How can it justify it? In the forest there were still untouched by people, and more correctly to say - vandals, fruit trees.

There are very few of them left, but still they were still. And this was one of the greatest joys for Lucien. She looked at the "her" pear. The fruits were already starting to ripen. Lucien considered all these fruit trees exclusively with her own, because God himself gave them, as, however, to all people, and the difference was that other people did not claim them. All her surroundings did not consider food food, but defined only inedible food.

The top of the paradox of modern society.