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        Theydroveonanddisappearedinthedarknessofnight.

        TheVesperhours.Wildpigeonsperchedontherooftopsseemedtobeunusuallyrestiveandfidgety.Uheeaves,Dimitri,fiohiscellofaroom,couldfindnosafewaytoleaveit.Ayghisheartashesatsurroundedbydarknessandgloom.Philosophicallyresigned,Dimitrithought,“Sihingbedone,Ihadbetternotwastetimeandenergyinthinkingaboutit.Theykeepwatyfleshbody.theymonitorwhatgoesoniandsoul?No.Ofcoursenot.Soletthemdowhattheywant!”Oncehereachedthedecisiontodonothingandthinkofnothing,itwasasifaloadhadbeenliftedfromhisheartandhismoodlightened.Hehalfreedonanold,dipidatedsofa,litacigaretteandpuffedonitserehesofahadevidentlyseeerdays.Hereandthereyellow,discoloredfillingsburstthroughrupturedseamsandholes,butoldusedthingshaveawayofexudingfortandease.Occasionally,scrapesofhumanversationfloatedinthroughthewindows.Ireetoutsidecarsdrovebysoundlessly.Buttheroomwasfilledonlywithquietness.Butquietnessisthetimewhenmiraclesoftenhappen.

        Thoughblind,withonlyanexpanseofdarknessbeforehim,thecharming,geous,enormouspeaagainappearedbeforehiseyes.Infrontofabackdropoftheeretchofdarkblueoftheuniverse,timelessandinfinite,amysteriousandbrilliantnoflightshoraightattheflower.Dimitri’sheartwasfullofasensatioleness,sweetnessandserenity.Buthewasonlyaspectator,quietlywatgandwithoutdisturbingit.Theflowerturnedandturnedslowlyandunhurriedly.Itsappearancebegangraduallytogetoonesimirto,butnotreallyamagnolia,thoughjustasgeousandcharming..Perhapsthisisauniqueflower,neverbeforeseeh.Uhedirenofthemysterious,brilliantlight,theintriguingblossomhappilyabsorbedthenourishmentoftheuniverse,everypetalwreathedinsmiles.Thewholefloearedmoreexquisiteandvigorousthanever.AwarmstreamseemedtocircutethroughDimitri’sbody,reageverydthetinerves,resultinginafeeliernalhappiness.Buthewasstilspectator,quietlywatg,andnotdisturbingtheflower.Astheflowertinuedonitsslowrotation,itsappearancebegangraduallytogeagain,untilfinallyitbecameaerlily,thepurewhiteandsacredlilyDimitriwasfamiliarwith.Intheeretchofdarkblueofthetimelessandinfiniteuniverse,thisflowerbloomedonacoordihemiddleoftimeandspace.ItsexactpositionhappeobespottedinDimitri’sbraihemysterious,brilliantlightagainshohepurewhiteEasterlily,itappearedmoresacredandentingthanever.

        “AreyouWhiteFairy?”criedDimitri.

        “Yes.IamEasterlily.Iamalsoaflowerthatbloomsinyourheart.Iamtheproductoftheslightestandmostintricatesciousnessofyourheart.Iexistineveryone’sheart,butmostpeopleigheirsoulsaresocoveredwiththedustandgrimethattheyme.Onlyyoudiscoveredme.ThatisperhapsGod’sblisstoyou.NowyoutellmewhatyouwantandIwillhelpyourealizeit.”

        “Iwantheavysmoke.Iwantasmokesoheavyitwouldyroomandmyceilinglikeacurtain,tosmefromtheevilpryiaringatme”.

        “Yes,master.Don’tfetIamnotonlyaflower.Iamalsoapuffofsmoke.Iwilldoasyouand.”

        DensesmokeappearedinDimitri’sroomandstartedtodispersetoeveryer,beingdenseranddensereverymoment.Dimitrithought,“Thoughtisthehumanbrain’smaintool.Itisalsotheimpetusthatpropelscivilizationforward.Butsometimesstopthinkingandnotusioolbetterdemonstratethesuperiorityofthebrain.”Dimitriwalkedpurposefullytowardsthewindowandswungoutofitwithouttheleasthesitation.Whenhisfeettouchedthepavementbelowandhewasabouttowalkquicklyaway,herealizedhehadfottenhiswhitee.Infrontofhimwasawideexpanseofdarkoablindman,itwasdifficulttomoveastepwithouthiswhitee.Justthehesoundofaneartingupaapair,steadyarmssupphim.Alowvoicesaid,

        “ewithme,Dimitri.”AndhekwasJamaz.DimitriputhislefthandonJamaz’srightshoulderawoofthemwalkedrapidlyaway.

        Uhewideexpaarryskies,Dimitrisatonthegroundofadesarden.Behindhimwasahouse,half-burntbyfire.Thiswasthesecretmeetihethreefriends.Richardwasbusytendingacharcoalfire.Besidehimteofmarinatedbeefandmbchopsandribsaswelsabowloffruitsad.Theyseemtobegettingreadyforastylishpiiighttocelebratetheirreunion.Thedipidatedpickuptruckarkedoedcurboutsidethegarden.Jamazhadafewbottlesofliquorinhishandandwascarryinginpacksofbeertoprepareforafeastwheretheymeadeaddrunk.Thethreeofthemferredinlowvoicesapaniedbymutedtonesjazzmusitheportableradio.TheyallstarediancewherethetshapeofthemajesticWorldBankbuildingcouldstillbedisedinthenight.Dimitri’spositioninglobalfinancewassolid,unmovableandirrepceablebutOliverKaffeeuseddespicable,underhaousurpit.Dimitrisatbythefire,drinkingbeerleisurelyandcarefreeasifhewasn’tatallbotheredbytherethappenings.Hisheartwasfullofhappinessandexuberahereunionwithhisoldfriends.Richardspewedoutastreamofliquorfromhismouthontothefire.Fmesimmediatelysprangupandtheredcharcoalfireburnedmerrily.Heskillfullyturheribsandchopsontherack.Acctohim,naturalcharcoutauniqueBBQfvor,andindeedsoontheairwasfilledwithmouth-wateringaromaofjuicymeat.Jamazstoodtherewithabottleofliquorinhishand,fromwhichhetookaswingeverynowandthen.Hiseyessweptcautiouslyaroundthedesertedrosegarden.Lifeontherunhadinstilledinhimtheneedfindalertherewashersoundnormovement.Inthedeepofthenight,itwasnotlikelythattheirsecretmeetingwouldbeobserved.Jamaz’stensebodyrexedadownonthegroundwithhisfrieing,drinkingandtalkingaroundthefire.TheirversationnaturallyteredonpehatmidnightontheairstripndingattherooftopofWorldBank.

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