I'm not from you, Mom, I'm leaving, I'm leaving the mess.

Snow flakes fall softly and unhurriedly from the sky. White fluffs sweep before my eyes, remain on eyelashes and cool streams flow down the cheeks. And let your life seem unbearable to you, your hands fall down powerlessly. But you promised your mother that you will be strong.

Sometimes it is worth forgetting all the blatant ideas of our civilization and paying attention to what was known to the wildest savages - respect for the mother. Maternal love is a black hole. It absorbs even the most vile and vile things. Lies, betrayal, uneaten breakfast.

When there is no reason for resentment, anything can serve as an excuse. Even semolina porridge. And how else should you behave when you are already pounding your nasty lumps against your throat? Turn around and leave. And it does not matter that it's winter outside, dark and minus thirty. Resentment and anger warm better than sheepskin coats. Sometimes I want it so cold. To the heart - ice, soul - concrete, stone. To look - snow, frost. And sometimes almost it turns out. You already feel this cold in your soul, you wait for it, you are ready for it ... but for some reason your mother looks into your eyes and starts to smile.

Wars are cursed by mothers. Manka is cursed by children.

You never know what to expect from this bohemian. Creative people are freakish, cruel. They live by their own whims. One word is eccentrics.

They sit, drink tea on their verandah, grasshoppers chirp around, trains rustle. And I think about how to simply bring people into that "bright, kind."

Chatters, of course, but willing to people of good. They will suffer, posokrushayutsya about the fate of the motherland and go to play cards.

Taking on the role of the builder of human souls, the soft-baked writer himself can not keep track of his women.

His wife is ready for everything for him, even to close his eyes to his betrayal. She, of course, forgives, but she always gets a handkerchief out of her pocket.

Writers generally have an amnesty for adultery. What to do, these are the costs of the profession - the muse is always necessary.

It is desirable with a pretty face, tight curls and a slim figure. By the way, the groom of the muse is a revolutionary, and such people do not live long.

Wife - husband - mistress ... but the classic love triangle instantly crumbles and turns into a square when a new woman appears, young and inexperienced.

Fiction is you. The only truth is happiness ... Will he find his restless literator, Lovelace?

"The thing is that a woman wants to live her life, and a man wants to live his own life. And everyone tries to reduce the other from the right path. "

Can I teach a simple flower girl to speak English like a duchess?

The professor of phonetics promised his friend that he would do it and took the smudge in his London mansion.

If only he knew that he had to go through with her!

Moods, claims and reproaches are half the battle. Communication with her impudent dad scavenger of any will drive mad!

But the girl was not only nice and charming, but also a diligent student.

She sings very nice and dances well. I liked the beauty even of the professor's mother.

Can an aristocrat love a commoner? But he was already so used to it ...

And it is not easy for him to believe. A trustworthy girl can be deceived by anyone.

"Did you meet men who would be decent in dealing with women?"

He is "part of the strength of that which does good without numbers, wishing evil to all."

Meet! The mysterious Mephistopheles is not a gloomy old man, but a handsome modern guy, elegantly dressed and attractive. He even wears a fashionable hat!

With him you can have fun chatting about the philosophy and oddities of the female soul, drinking wine.

But he has some sinister charm and magnetism ...

Mephistopheles promises to Dr. Faust unknown pleasure.

And he introduces the scientist to Margarita, a very young girl, a pure soul.

Does a depraved doctor kill her? She is so naive!

Mephistopheles dances tango and compliments Margarita. Why did he need this farce? Is it possible to behave this way?

Faust will reflect on the mystery of love. He is interested in the meaning of human life. Why is he so tormented, suffering and mad with passions? What is the tragedy of his life?

Love can destroy a person. But can you sacrifice your life for her?

Faustus vehemently accuses Mephistopheles of his vicious inclinations. An unexpected answer awaits him.

The performance is based on ancient German legends about a mysterious doctor who met the devil and sold him his soul.

Whether Doctor Faust will sacrifice himself for the sake of Margarita, who was ruined by him.

Mystical performance, colorful show.

"Let the person be no more than the eye of an ant - but the personality is a person! So I think! "

The Horton elephant is an example of honesty and decency, from someone, and it's not a shame to learn from him! It does not matter which creature is big, small or very tiny, the elephant Horton treats everyone with the greatest respect. It is a person, even a tiny one. He will not let him exterminate the city, even if this city is the size of a fuzz!

And if an elephant had to sit out an egg, he would not abandon the chick for anything in the world. And cold and hunger are not terrible to him, because the main thing is not to let the egg freeze, from there the whole person will soon hatched! And it turned out that a slogan came out of the egg - after all, his elephant was hatching! Whatever you say, and this was a worthy retribution for his labors - the elephant Horton was happy when he saw the toddler!

"You've wiped the revolution from your face - and you look great!"

The vicious Marquise was imprisoned for seventeen years.

From boredom, he painted portraits of his enemies and began to talk with them.

Evil enemies he placed in an imaginary theatrical box and tried to play along with them a play, which he himself came up with.

Is the Marquis de Sade on the verge of insanity?

But he reasoned reasonably enough. He even turns to God.

Did he renounce his addictions? It is high time for him to think about those whom he once humiliated, offended, punished.

He is visited by a woman who still loves the Marquis.

A stylish and exquisite performance based on the witty imagination of Andrei Maximov.

An uncontrollable dreamer looks more worthy than the pragmatists around him.

"A servant is one who lives in a constant fear of losing something; One who never does acts under the influence of emotions, but always calculates: if I do so and so-so will I lose or gain? "

Behave yourself properly. You're not at school.

School is a huge part of our life. We grow among these naked painted walls, concrete staircases, painted desks and the smell of overcooked buckwheat from the dining room.

Toddlers fervently stick to school, swinging from the weight of the satchel from side to side. The older the person, the smaller the backpack.

And then comes the day when a brazen and self-assured high school student, putting his hand in his pocket, comes with one notebook in all subjects. Of course, it does not go to the first lesson.

The last year in school. Last year in this prison cell. Ahead is uncertainty.

But no matter how fate develops, we will always remember. His teachers and classmates, the director, the head teacher, how they were amused at the changes. How to forget ...

And of course remember it. Teachers of chemistry. He also dreamed. And his dream was not destined to be fulfilled either. A quiet alcoholic, a city madman.

But, at me, at me, maybe, still it will turn out? Can it not be too late to do what you want?

In the meantime, get up early and run. To run to school. Let there be no lessons, everything is better than messing with the disgusting children of my aunt. And my mother is far away ... And so alone.

Unhappy school years.

The woman Dog tamed, lured him with a sweet bone, now the Dog will sit on a leash and guard the dwelling, now he - along with the Man, lives in his family. Now he is home.

The woman has tamed the cow: the cow was tempted by a succulent grass, fragrant hay, has agreed to stand in a stall, to give to the person milk, to be - a domestic cow.

I tamed the Horse, now the Horse serves the man, there was also the horse once-wild, but became-home.

And Cat? It would be useful to tame a cat, she would catch mice and cradle a child, rumble and mourn, sing songs to him ... Yes, only how will you tame it, masterful? She walks by herself ...

The wicked sorcerer disliked the gentle, beautiful fairy and bewitched her! From now on, the fairy is a little defenseless girl. She lives in the forest ... Who will help her to regain her former appearance?

Only those who are brave in heart and are able to do good deeds unselfishly, can save the fairy from the spell. Yes, that's just not everyone will pass such a test, because those who help others free of charge and with a pure heart, not so much in this world. And all those who showed cowardice are imprisoned by a sorcerer ...

Will the lumberjob Goran manage to go through hard trials and help the fairy?

Write me letters. I will read. Then, someday, look through together.

Can I read someone else's letters? No, but I want to!

Especially if they are addressed to adults, dear mom and dad, lost hair, and even more so - to the entire population of the Russian Federation.

Is that how much men differ from women? They also do not know how to keep secrets, and also do not mind throwing a dozen, and preferably two, years.

We are all interested in the same topics - love and death, faith and disbelief. Especially when we approach a certain age limit.

Talk about what is close and understandable to everyone. Questions, the answers to which everyone must find himself.

For example, to understand the complex relationship with his wife, even the experts of the club "What? Where? When?"

Or how to find a common language with the Motherland so that it does not leave you. Can not, poor, tolerate more of these binges.

Why do we come to this world, if only a long-nailed or nothing is left of us?

The present time and the present people are in faces. A good reason to speak honestly and frankly with yourself.

But I'll still write to you whether you like it or not.

Then we'll read it together.