Prose: Recognized

“B-o-o-o-o! W-o-o-o-o!” something hooted in a distance.

“Who is crying over there?” the Man was disturbed.

“Excuse me, sir, do I correctly understand your claim that we all live under some surprising influence of two opposite and totally alien to us metaphysical powers, who

We are cats, and you are people. And what is the difference between our species?

“I am the Expert!” proclaimed the false expert. “I know everything on this subject, have no doubt of that.

“Well, it's a pleasure to meet you once more, Sarmael. It has been quite a long since we haven't seen each other soul-to-soul and eye-to-eye, or so to speak.

Greetings, well-respected soul-thinking readers and page-swingers.

I had long suspected that dogs are much smarter than a man; I was even sure that it could speak, but that there was only some stubbornness in it.

“Come to us to crush your foe! It’s your wish to make them woe! Louses will be smashed by hills, will be standing on their knees! Where are you?! Return at last!

Step, step, step.

“Without wind grass does not wave.

Without programs, the computer remains useless”