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The shape of the dreams

7 years ago, while on a Live Parallel expedition in East Africa, I witnessed a scene. In the middle of the Savannah, on the ground cracked by the heat of brick-red color, from which stick out, straw-yellow, as if in response to the sun killed them, rare and dry bushes with short spines, on the old, with peeling paint stool, was ... TV! But not as big as we draw imagination, and little else with a picture tube, in which the wretched plastic dirty-gray color with completely missing buttons. And this dinosaur technique, imagine, works! From him like a snake, stretching the wire, to standing nearby... the motorcycle, which is operating as a generator, provides electricity to the TV. But that's not all! Another snake-the cable is routed from the television to the nearest tree is antenna. Semicircle, about this miracle of engineering, right on the ground, on which now and then crawling scarab beetles and numerous insects, get out to the surface after sunset, sit or lie people from small to large, spellbound by the action on the screen... as you guessed it, on the screen... football!

All this is quite entertaining, but really I was surprised by one boy who was put next to the motorcycle – to pour into his tank gasoline from a plastic bottle, which he periodically did, but he, crouching, stretching on socks, occasionally jumping, trying through the live wall of his tribesmen, to see (he still could not see because of the rumbling motorcycle), but to see at least the edge of the world that shone pictures of the broadcast football match. For this boy, it was all a real embodiment of his dream of another life!

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Rosacea, we treat consciously

I am aware, colleagues, that here we "treat" metaphysically, and not a specific patient, so the text sins universality, but - as a guide - will help us to treat consciously, in accordance with the stages of inflammation and focusing on the observed phenomena. Read more...

I wish you were sick with me...
I wish you were sick with me...

– Honey, what can I bring you from the expedition?
– You may bring what they want, now all treated...

This short dialogue with my wife, colleagues, I want to go to the site the Jungle of dermatology to find a place for an integral part of our specialty, which always hides in the disguise of garments, and social twists and turns of life, manifesting itself unexpectedly, and event and frighteningly, like a bird taking off from the thick foliage. Her name is venereology. 

The Eyes of Africa
The Eyes of Africa

I don't remember any names. I don't know who these children have become. I don't know which of them is in school today, who is already working, who is raising younger brothers and sisters, and who has long been swept away by a road that we don't even know exists. But I remember their eyes.

Перед походом по ту сторону озера Титикака
Перед походом по ту сторону озера Титикака

Ещё одним важным отличием экспедиции является наличие вызова самим себе. Осознанное вопрошание, готовность встречи с явлениями, которые дадут ответ на вопросы или помогут разобраться с познавательными трудностями – всё это отразится результатами или, если хотите, итогами экспедиции. Без извлечения смыслов похода, путешествие превращается в бродяжничество.

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