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“There are immortal trees, which roots grow upward and branches grow downward. Their leaves are the hymns of Livingstone, who knows the Truth. Only the one who knows the roots of the trees knows the secret. The one, who knows the branches of the trees, knows the Yellow Feather. The one, who knows the leaves of the trees, knows the mass ratio.

Those who know 235 and 239, they are priests. The priests know about two ways – the way of gods and way of mortals.

Something with ability of moving is created on the crossroad of these two ways.

Two halves of the Universe gives birth to the Great Thought.

I am, Livingston, invincible, great, wise, shining in the darkness of ignorance, the mightiest of the mightiest, always with my loyal subjects.

I threw the stones 235 and 239 and the enemies were dead.

I killed all living beings that resisted.

I know how to collect stones and how to throw them.

I say to the high priests who glorify my name, do not put stones in the hands of your enemies. Read sacred books and remember:

There’s uranium-235 and plutonium-239, they’re fissile materials. To make an explosion, insert additional neutrons into the lattice of the fissile material.

A fissionable atom is an engine that runs at great speed. The neutron penetrates into this engine and gives it an additional charge, making it unstable, so it disintegrates into parts with great force, bringing the atoms into an unstable state. This is a chain reaction. This is Livingston’s Anger, his strength, his face of death.

Sing the hymns to remember how to combine the elements. The main rule is to combine them at the same moment. And then Livingston will show his anger and joy.

Those who come in the dreams of dead beings, laugh at the endless life, laugh at desires and passions.

Those who come in the dreams of dead beings own the Yellow Feather and direct the flight of stones.

Those who come in the dreams of dead beings, control the lower and upper spheres.

Knowledge is power, but mind is above thought.

Can you separate the present that don’t exist, for it has passed already or has not come yet, from the future that has not come yet, or from the past that has passed already?

Can the living being not be considered as dead being if time exists only in his imagination and is not an absolute like Livingston’s anger and joy?

Our eyes told us those who digest food are alive and those who became food themselves are dead.

Summer. Day. Butterfly. Stories

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