papalagi (papalagi) wrote,

Эпистолярный жанр.

Есть у меня одна потрясающая подруга.
Она знает, что такое любовь.
Она теряла божественное - а это дорогого стоит, такой опыт.
Она умней меня. А хули - бывает. И вот, пишу я ей письмо. Полагаю, это письмо, отрывки из него - помогут лучше понять то, что происходит, тем, кто хочет понять, а не выебнуться своим убожеством.

заодно - плиз - любые замечания по грамматике, стилю, слогу - мне это важно, здесь многие знают англ луxit и надежней

Dear Maria
Something very special is happening.
Heaven's gift, I'd like to say - and I'm the surgeon - my occupation lets me very few space for Heavens, You know.
Exactly as naturalist from Beagle makes his notes with observations, drawings, reflections, I must transmit the happenings.
Namely - I'd like to make report, and to hell with grammar, religion, society and agnostic.
I understand words. Oh, I'm the word's master - so it is, it's my gift, my suffer, my reality.
I can express all.
I'm perplexed.
Words are not enough, they are so trifling, You know...
Mozart, symphony N40, something like that - incredible, awesome, improbable, nonverbal - heavenly I'd like to say - heavenly - heavenly, supernatural, nonearthy - and completely solid, actual - desperately real, here and now - You know - She sleeps - 5 meter from me.

We are on the way now.
It lasts...
And lasts...
And lasts...
And we endure that.
And I need help.
Not so often I need help.

sorry - dienst - must go - evening - I hope - my groping after words will success and lets us to understand what happens...

with love - Andrej
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