Eugene Kiselev

Eugene Kiselev. A Synopsis of my Life
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2017-12-07 15:30:53 (UTC)

December 3rd, 2017, Sunday, 10:48:00 p.m.

Yekaterinburg, Russia.
This morning I went to my sponsor to do some work for her. She paid me, so, I will have a little bit of money now.
In the evening, at about 08:37 I gave a call to Evgeny Lobanov, my Teacher. I complained him about my new state. Poetry became a torture to me. I do not want to write, oh, I wish I could forsake all this literary creativity forever, but… I can’t! I do not want, but my hands take the pen and begin to write something usually out of the control of my brains! I do not want! However, I am doing all of that. It is like Christ’s passion! I do not want with my brains, but I am doing that!
“What is it?” – I asked my mentor.
“This is all good. Do not worry. It usually happens like that” – Evgeny Lobanov replied.
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