Molly
Eden
© Molly, 2019
ISBN 978-5-0050-2891-4
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
What is Chaos is my life Chaos is me!!!
There was a flash the in the Sun with an ejection of the coronal mass and bursts of radio emission. At that time, a weak magnetic disturbance of class G1 was recorded.
One particular ray touched her head. And from that moment on, she began to understand and read the angel’s hints.
“Why she?” – You will ask. Because she was weak and she needed protection? In fact, she was not weak, but just very kind and very trusting! And she had a sweetheart. Of course, like everyone else, she always had an angel. But from that day she began to communicate with her angel. Through books, through music and through T-shirts of passers-by. We each have an angel. And they often interact with us and, of course, they try to protect us, but sometimes, when we do wrong things, they punish us.
Today she wore a T-shirt had an inscription “Cute but psycho”!
It was real and part of life she was also mad!
Angel’s Tips
Are there angels on this earth?
Yes, there are.
Every time and every day they give you clues and lead precisely to the city in which you should have lived part of your life, even if you were born in another. Also if you do not have money to exist in a city intended for you and for all the universal reasons, you should not or should not have entered this particular city. An angel would come up with many ideas for you to live your life there.
Of course, you are an angel for yourself and your mother, but there is still an invisible angel. He leads you on this or that road. Angels are you and me!
I am an introvert, but sometimes I can also be an extrovert. I run away from my family and my society!
And guess where I ran? I escaped for some reason into the city of love. I’m 25. I love people, but I do not like to communicate with them, this is my paradox.
A girl was born in the city of X. All over the world gave codes to cities, her town was number 012. And she had to go and live in the city 021. She did not know anything.
But since her memory was for some reason intricate, she lived in a world without the past and the future. For all, she seemed normal. In fact, she was abnormal. And in her head lived as a minimum of 6 evil and 6 normal cockroaches. Total 12. She had a single guardian angel, who for some reason helped her live on this land until she was 28 years old. To be continued…
Two people from the village A and B met in the metropolis M. The city of M was always rainy. And probably in this city, you can starve to death. Without money, without support, two students with their love. But for some reason, they decided to get married and have children. Perhaps this is fate?
Love? What is love?
Love is a feeling that is peculiar to a person, a deep affection for another person or an object, a sense of sincere sympathy.
(Internet)
I hope that always a pure love of almost 90 per cent leads to children. Sometimes it happens that sex is happening. This is probably an unusual idea? For people to be born and continue to live for some reasons?
And sometimes they made the lives of others a little better and a bit lighter!!! And they gave hope that they would continue to live and entertain themselves.
I’m just me. I was called a collection of letters, which in the human world matters as a name, and my name is Adele. Women’s shell. When I was conceived, I preferred to be a girl. I love myself, my life and you, my friend. Yesterday I thought I was going to die!
After all, you also had strange thoughts?
That everything is, and emotionally you do not feel anything. I have this syndrome has been going on for 5 years. I do not care what I think about. A big shit about what’s happening around me. I’m sick of everything that surrounds me. This is called emotional burnout. It is necessary to return and turn from ash into a beautiful, strong flying bird of Phoenix.
In general, I’m tired, I think you’re tired too. But, as you can see, I’m still alive, just decided not to give up.
Okay, I’m continuing my story. I’m looking for the same pure love. The love of life is the most important thing.
I, of course, live in the material world. But since this material world is a little rough and creepy, I exist in it with my cloudy consciousness. For some reason, I get garbage thoughts in my head. What you need to love a person with all your heart. When this person, whom you love and give yourself entirely to him, takes and cuts your heart and throws out? Why be soft and fluffy and help everyone?
Alas, I cannot do anything with myself! Because I am what I am. And I cannot defend myself, the angel comes to my rescue.
In the morning I went back to work today and saw “we help you to invent the future.” – was written on the T-shirt of a guy who was passing in the subway.
Believe and by your faith will be given
The city of love, the population of this city, is more than 30 150 000 people. And 51 per cent of them is men.
Geographical coordinates: 211° 122 ‘s. w. 121°211'.The telephone year of the city is 210. And in this city, I feel loneliness and lack of that single person.
My angel said that, of course, you can change the future, but some ways are still predetermined. And sometimes we should be where we are now.
These two souls had to meet one day, fall in love with each other and not let go. He fell in love with her soul, missed her when she was in another city and in another country. She wanted to breathe it, and he wanted it. They say that even the ocean will seem like a puddle if there is a person on the other side who needs you.
He heated it the same way as a woollen sweater, bought once in a beloved city. He is that gallant man in a black tuxedo and a bow tie, each time inviting her to the terraces of the most expensive restaurants. Her favourite drink was mojito and champagne. It contained sugar syrup, a little vodka, fresh lemon and mint. And champagne because It was sparkling. But most of the time she enjoys to drink just water, water, water, water pure water!
Her man remained pure. Over the years, it became better and better, as cognac becomes better over time, and she rated it as rare, with 150 years of ageing. He – the same man… Galant, who knows how to care for and loving, to support his only woman!
She also loved everything antiquarian and natural, everything that existed and was produced 100 years ago. She liked the smell of pure natural leather, she was crazy about pure wool and clothes in monochrome colours.
Even her name was a retro tribute – Adele.
They met for the first time when she was 18 years old when she did not yet know what life was, and he was already accomplished and experienced. He had seen many people in his life. His name was Right.
That day, Right’s car broke down, and he had to go by subway, and Adele, as always, was in a hurry to go to her college. Her curly hair stirred the streams of wind from the air, which she served at the station, she made up her nails that day in the colour of red wine, made a manicure and put on a dark blue dress. She smelled of herself, but, oddly enough, that day he smelled a woman. Since there were many people in the subway, he stood behind Adele. She lifted the strap of the dress, mechanically corrected her hair and began to look at something in her phone. After turning on the music. She stood holding on to the handrail, and he entered the Numizmat station, where the financial centre was located. She suddenly steps on his shoes. Because the train suddenly stuck. And she smiled back she doesn’t know why. Without thinking twice, he quickly got out his business card and wrote on the back: “I’m inviting coffee. 12:00. Tomorrow. On the dam from the side of the new city, to the Starbucks.”
Probably, I would say fuck off to the guys or men inviting coffee, because high-quality coffee is expensive and it needs to be cooked by itself, just like quality men are less and less in our world. It’s better to say: people.
I went for a walk, and get warm from the sun, and substitute my face. After all, I can not live without sunshine and pure love.
I went for a walk, and get warm from the sun, and substitute my face. After all, I can not live without sunshine and pure love.
When I embrace children as if saturated with life and strength. Now in this big city, I have no desire to welcome anyone, I just wait for that one. Stop dreaming and fly in the clouds.
He always brings me around. It’s when I have a mess in my life on the ground, and I have nothing to live on. I took the card on the subway and moved in the direction of the store, where I had to buy cheese. I was on the 12th line. And then he jumped some guy else with his bag.
I was pushed in front, and I stepped forward to him on foot. What an awkwardness, he probably hurts, but also my heels.
“Oh, I’m sorry, probably it hurts you?” – I asked in embarrassment and with anger.
“Yes, it hurts!” – A strange stranger in the subway answered a maniacal but calm voice.
And he also gave his business card.
– Hello, how are you? – The voice. “Excellent, how are you?”
– Thank you, all is well!
– Well, let’s go?
We chose the other side of the waterfront. There were a cosy place and very few people. You could enjoy this rising sun.
I chose, as always, Americano with milk and a cake. And he wanted a cappuccino and apple pie.
Sometimes I feel that I lack real human love. True love and fake – it can be readily distinguished. This is how instead of real milk you are given a powder or instead of noodles a natural mixture with a chemical composition. I’m sick of forgery. I am fed with fake emotions and fake food and artificial sun!
For some reason, I had one incomprehensible and, maybe, a silly dream and so.
Dream number one: I want a man of my dreams to ride me on a bicycle, so he turns the wheels, and I was sitting in the back in a white dress and hat.
One day he decided to make a surprise for me – he came by bicycle, and we strolled through the park.
We sat all day on the lawn and watched the children play with grandparents, and one dream came true. But I was not in a white dress I was just in jeans shorts and a white t-shirt and in sneakers.
He was always busy with his startup project, which he said he would share with me and tell me and that I can participate in it. Self-confident and kind. Investment and working till 10—11 pm and waking up in the early morning around 7.
But in the park, we often talked heart to heart. We were frankly in our thoughts. Today my cousin, who has lived for 5 years with her husband, decided to divorce. Of course, what can I do, they have two beautiful daughters, one 5 years old, another 3 years old. Why do people get married and get divorced, maybe it would be better to live a civil marriage, as all do? But I imagined that even if it were a civil marriage, nothing would change in the soul. When they have a divorce, if someone really loved, then after parting, perhaps, the heart would not stand that and would just refuse to fight, at least this is my perception of love.
The answer is simple: she divorces him because he has another on his side. God, where is the love gone?
I want to cry! But alas! This is the reality, and this is life! People are free to let them be free and be free yourself.
For me, loving a person is hugging him every night!!! And cook in the morning breakfast, and just enjoy. The unconditional love that’s what I want. And I guess that’s what a lot of people want. Not only me?
And when I feel sad, I repeat one poem from the Internet:
Angel tip 1
Let the impossible become possible.
Let all that is far away become closer.
And let all that seems so complicated,
It is solved beautifully and effortlessly.
Right: Adele, I’m a little hungry, maybe we’ll go? Do we eat pizza? Good? Perhaps we’ll have coffee too?
Adele: Okay, come on.
We very much like to eat together and walk together. When I walk with, I forget about many things. That people are starving in the world and that somewhere on this planet, there is a war. War, the reasons that even the belligerents themselves do not understand. Today I have no mood, I decided to go home.
Adele: Something’s wrong with me, can I go home?
Right: Yes, of course! Do you mind if I will call for you a cub?
Adele: No, do not, I’ll get it myself.
Metro. Crowds of people, and I in my thoughts. how
Always, I think that we are men and women, we are all from the same planet. And all just people who have to hold these promises to each other and not deceive and care for each other. Unconditional love, does it exist it the world? Why I have these thoughts in my head? Do you know?
There were two friends, a guy and a girl. They broke up. The girl drank the pills and left this world!
The story from the Internet, I read this news while riding the subway. And I came to the idea that if everyone died because of parting, then on earth would die 1/4 of the total population. Perhaps, it is better to love art or food, at least they will not betray you.
Angel Tip 2
Trust your forebodings. You know, sometimes it happens that your mind says one thing and your heart is something else. And then it’s better sometimes to listen to my heart, rather than believe external factors. Learn to trust yourself.
***
I was 18 years old when I first flew abroad. I had to go through a small test when, before the border guards, an elegant, middle-aged companion stood up for me, saying to the officer:
– Pass this young person without a notarised assurance of her parents – she is the future diplomat of her country.
So I first saw him and with him for the first time tried a real coffee with milk. I will never forget this taste. He smiled then and gallantly took me from the airport to the city. In this city, I spent no less than a year. After graduation, she went home. When I left, he again quietly escorted me, having treated a tasty supper in one of the Italian restaurants. I flew home, but for some reason, I was still drawn back, to where he was.
I told you I like the gems but I like the diamonds and to make one great, brilliant need a lot of time in nature than after nature 2 found diamonds have to sharpen to each other. Other stone cant grinds the diamond.
On the second trip, he decided to surprise me. I see the city in the night in a multitude of lights, in me, as if everything was frozen deep inside in my soul, caught my breath.
These lights of the city were always near to me, but I didn’t notice them. When I needed advice, I went out on the dam and asked him out of the city. The city embraced me and as if said that everything will be fine, do not worry.
He again met me calmly and loving, did not say anything, but just sent me to study further. I still spent a year in splendid solitude, fighting for my existence. Each day I had to devote five hours to learning a new language, which was challenging to master. I could not get a standard pronunciation, but I stubbornly taught a unique style for myself.
The first time I went to study, my parents paid for my studies. The second time I received a grant for training. The year passed again unnoticed, as time flies and you seem to fly after time. Once again, we had to return to our native small town, and that city, the city of love, stayed behind the sea. It was a world megalopolis, where more than 15,000,000 people lived, where life was built for people. They even tried to plant trees here, but these trees had only a kind and a subtle smell of green.
A city that you can not stop loving, you can only reach for it. When I went to another town can just be a week, or even less. Otherwise, this city began to be very jealous of me.
I forgot to say that recently when Adele was walking around the city, she saw that in the old part of it the sun was setting, and in the new moon came out. Probably, she did not notice before that it happens. But it happened. It’s like yin and yang.
As in everything right there is terrible, and in everything wrong there is good. Like life and death. With each passing day, be closer to life and at the same time – to end.
I do not know, no one will ever tell the truth about the reasons for my existence on this earth, but for some strange reason, I needed this Universe and him. He wanted to take care of me, give me time to himself.
We met again.
For the third time, when I was a little older but was still as naive as before.
You know, then Adele realised that after a time she changed her views on life, people, everything. It’s strange how we live. Life is changing, and we are replacing with it.
Putting chocolate and medicine in a bag, I flew with the hope of a future life with him. But this time we again could not be together, he was swamped, but it so happened I found a friend. I went into the room on the first floor, where there were two beds, chose and settled.
On the one that was closer to the wall. The room was damp, here everything was not mine, and at the same time mine, the vague feeling of little freedom prevailed in the place, which 20-year-old girls could afford, who had neither money, nor fashionable clothes, nor cool phones, cool parents. They could not take care of even what they would eat tomorrow or what they would put on in case of rain.
I saw her when she went into the room with a hat on her head, and with a handbag, she made herself out of two curved records.
I saw and for some reason thought that she was from another city of love. But it turned out that she came here and at all from a fairy-tale town, which for one part of earthlings was also a city of love. Our friendship began at a glance when she saw my chocolate and immediately realised where I was from. I’ll tell you a secret my friend was from Petersburg.
Zoe
“Good morning, Adel!”
“It’s morning, Zoe!”
“Adele, wake up, or you’ll be late!”
So she tried to wake me up every morning. Then we sat down to have breakfast. She adored her porridge, and I loved cooking steamed vegetables for a couple. Fruits and yoghurts were also on the table every day.
We lived a soul in the soul. You know, one day, when we were given another scholarship, we went and bought our bicycles. She preferred her white colour, and mine was red. We went with her to the beloved city and sometimes went to the nearest supermarket for groceries. Riding a bicycle is really like living: for the movement, you need hands and feet, and to represent where you are going – head and heart. Sometimes, it was included in the craving for adventure, brains were turned off, and then we could accidentally turn around somewhere wrong, but still fell into paradise gardens. Biking is like living: if you want to reach the top, you have to work hard and to go downhill, no effort is needed.
Zoe successfully passed the exams and went to her parents, where, frankly, she felt wrong and not there, because in this city of love she came to seek and meditate.
Although, to be honest, I also came to this city in search of myself. After all, sooner or later, a person understands his destiny or simply must create and understand his purpose, as this is predetermined by his fate and nature.
And of course, in this city was he. We often wrote letters to each other.
To be honest, after so many years, I was surprised that there are sincerity and friendship between the two girls. It exists and exists, as well as the sun and the moonwalk in the sky. We had something in common. And in her, and in me there lived a desire for independence and freedom. We were united by a universal love for the city, natural coffee and mulled wine. And for something we dreamed too much.
Of course, one could dream long, but…
I was running this morning, and a guy was running ahead of me. He smelled so delicious that she wanted to continue running without end. He was tall and kept straightening his hair. Behind him stretched a train of spirits. I ran three laps, and when I started to overtake him, he decided to run alongside. Well, well, it was even better for me.
But then I started running in the gym. Opposite me was the mirror I was looking at while running. I think that very few people look at themselves in the mirror for a long time while running for a long time. Speed 8, height 3, ran for 20 minutes.