Observing the world, Roberto's current state always saw the same, always half-truth, but he always knew what really governs everyone, fear, lies, but his views on this subject were even more precise than the current state of affairs and the lack of any chance to change everything that the human world has struggled with since time immemorial and has now found itself on a downward slope due to strange phenomena that even it has faced.
Yes, Roberto looking at the sky at the planes that in an hour or two will take him high for the last journey, Roberto looking at the sky recalled the old times, his great dreams after which only ashes were left by the world and its current state and something that came back to him memories and dream, but the truth as it is never changed, Roberto walked calmly in silence through the long lane at the end of the other skydiving enthusiasts who were telling each other about their plans, talking about business and everything that makes them run for money fighting in the current system which he, Roberto hated.
- damn system, if there was such a dodger who built it, with the rest, what would I do alone, the world does not listen to the voices of an individual, even if I were president. Said Roberto revealing the nature of a resigned man today.
Roberto leaned against the steel wall of the hangar and in silence and solitude, standing on the sidelines, took out a pair of candies from the pocket of his jacket, which he quickly ate, remembering the moment when he loved eating chocolate and being a child so much, and these memories allowed him to forget for a moment about the current state of affairs and this which, according to him, ruled the world as much as fear and lies, and according to him, it was stupidity in haste and money, that's how he saw it, because everyone was chasing after money come on, everyone should know that nothing is given forever and the world and the rulers of the world raced for money and power that was given when reaching for a fortune, and what was important slipped through everyone's fingers.
- why do they all have to be the same.
- that's right come on, you have to say that something moved, I feel it in my bones my friend. Said a man suddenly appearing dressed like Roberto, in a green camouflage suit with a parachuting rucksack and a hood covering his hair, leaving only that simple face without a beard or mustache and those gray shining eyes.
- Hi Harry, I thought you weren't coming today. Roberto Halski said greeting his friend, shaking his hand.
- as you can see, however, I am always there, after all these three months I have never failed you, not like your ex-girlfriend, eh that she had to leave you for this rich man, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have. Harry said as they close their eyes and prepare for a blow but one never landed, instead Roberto took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.
- that's how it is when fools are part of this technocratic system, how I would like to get the one who created this system, I would make him minced. Roberto said and his friend Harry laughed out loud.
- you know, if there really was such a builder of this system here, he would certainly have good bodyguards and you, even as president, would not be a problem for him because he would silence you in the back, besides, you know how it usually ended, Kennedy was a threat to system because despots wanted war, and how it ended, I saw it in Oliver Stone's JFK, it wasn't a coincidence, you know how it works. Harry said as he and his friend looked up at the sky and another plane flew past overlooking the Dallas skyscrapers.
- I know, I know how it works, I'm only human after all, and nothing can be done. Roberto said.
- but you have to say something recently as if it has moved, can't you see it, memories have come back, dreams, a bit of truth, there's more to it, you can see it and feel it or not. said Harry, pulling a newspaper with pictures of four people out of his camouflage jacket.
- yes, I know, something moved and it's very good, but it's still the same, the system lasts and its creator.
- first of all, there is no creator as such, all humanity is messed up in it, it's a closed, constantly driving wheel, like a Perpetuum Mobile. Harry said and Roberto suddenly started and looked confused into his friend's gray eyes.
- that as you said.
- perpetuum mobile, this system created by the majority of people, especially those who are at the top is Perpetuum Mobile, it keeps on moving and accelerating, but what happens when it all breaks. Harry asked.
- surely the septic tank will flow out, then it will dry up and the machine will start again and again and again, such a balance is a curse for all of us, and how can we say that humanity has a choice if the system is smothered, of course it could be changed, but here it is necessary power and immortality to use the two forces that rule everything, fear and lie, to work in the opposite direction, so everything would break. Roberto said as he suddenly had an epiphany.
- well, without power, might and immortality, you can't change anything. added Roberto and his friend Harry, looking at him with a look full of intelligence, laughed again and then spoke as another plane passed their heads and the big steel hangar.
- you are forgetting one very important piece of this great puzzle.
- I mean, what do you mean by that.
- it's easy to destroy the system, to destroy evil, as you said yourself, destroy fear with fear, just like a lie with a lie, you know, the system drives itself, but fear and lies are the greatest fuel and force that can work in the wrong direction, taking away the choice or good side, but it takes a bit of madness to do that. Harry said and Roberto laughed because he too was a bit of a madman today and even more so than anyone could have expected.
- believe me friend, i'm crazy, and i'm not doing it today because i gave up, because i know i can't do anything, oh no, it does it against my will, even randomly. Said Roberto Halski, looking at everything that surrounded him, the sky, two hangars and the great skyscrapers of the city of Dallas, as if he was looking at everything for the last time in his life.
- that is, what did you come up with, friend. Harry said, looking warily at his friend still leaning against the steel wall of the hangar.
- something big, something crazy, and I did it by throwing the dice, if it had been an odd number it would have been different, but well, I wasn't the one who rolled it and as you know it was a six, so let it be an even number. He said the last words to Roberto in a whisper but even there Harry heard everything his friend had to say and stood in front of him looking into his blue-green eyes with great vigilance.
- know, share with me what you plan, something tree, just don't tell me that you want to run around the tax office in underwear, come on, if I had to choose, I would certainly flood them with excrement from the water tanker and that would be the finale. Harry said and Roberto laughed because again his friend whom he had known for a few months turned everything into a joke, even such a serious matter he had to do today.
Since Roberto met Harry at one of the rallies of parachuting enthusiasts, he met an extraordinary man who with his humor could break even the worst of situations sweet when Roberto's fianc e left him at the altar three months ago, and his best man Harry helped him that day with his humor, weaving a lot into the joke from the truths that made Roberto's fianc e, Marlena, leave him and run away to the rich owner of a shipping company.
And today, Harry was turning everything into laughter again, again striving for a simple and amusing deflation of a tense situation, but Roberto was not afraid today, not afraid of anything, not even of death, because the fear in his heart was forever banished when Roberto saw the last part of the truth he understood that he would never change anything in his world, but if he could, if he had the power, he would go to a great fight with the whole world and its system, but it was different and Roberto could only do one thing today, do something completely random, giving up his fate in the hand of a stranger who rolls a dice and throws an even number and a six on the first try.
- so what have you planned so I'm curious, because you know the world is kind of strange right now, unless you really want to burn fire with fire, I'll approve but know that it will end up with arrest and problems for you, if you really want to elect a tax office with excrement then know one thing, we're both going to jail. Harry said again with the same humor and confident smile.
- No, it's not that, but you would really do something that crazy. Roberto asked amused.
- why not, sometimes you have to do something crazy. Harry said, adjusting the straps of his backpack.
- Crazy or not, it doesn't matter today, Harry, tell me one thing. Roberto asked, placing his right hand on his friend's left shoulder.
- I see, it's going to be very serious. Harry asked, not taking his eyes off his friend, and Roberto suddenly passed him and looked back at Dallas and the clear sky where in an hour he was to set out on the great road, probably the greatest and most important road of his life.
- tell me what happened that this world has no love in it, only money, power, and acceleration, people laugh so much. Roberto asked and Harry stood beside him disagreeing with one point.
- not true, not everything is like that anymore, something seems to have slowed down, dreams, the truth is greater, it can be seen and felt. Harry said, holding up the newspaper he had taken out of the pocket of his camouflage jacket in front of his nose.
- yes, I know, something has changed, but it still doesn't change one thing, there is no love in this world, there is no!. Roberto shouted, more resentful than furious, resigned that outraged.
- it's hard for me to say if it really is, people prefer power and money more and they race to it, and it doesn't matter if they're rich or poor, everyone is the same in this respect, but it's not their fault because Iwna is half of them, after all, they wind up this system themselves, on the other hand, what is an individual supposed to do when he hits a wall, go with the flow of water, just like the whole society does. Harry said again, presenting something Roberto hadn't seen before, and now his blue-green eyes shone.
- that what?, everyone is to blame, yes, rich or poor, it's all the same, but not their fault, in part. Roberto said.
- exactly and remember to defeat the system and its maker you must destroy the enemy destroy him with his own weapon burn this fire with fire and forget what Marlene did to you is to blind her, besides she never loved you because she is part of the system, if she were free, maybe she wouldn't be cheating on you and herself. Harry said finishing his speech as he flipped through a few pages of the newspaper and stopped at an article with four photos of people who had disappeared.
- you're right, there is no love by the system, but if I had the power in me, I would fix it, but there's only one thing left for us, hey Harry, you hear me, what are you reading so persistently. Roberto asked looking at an article with unexplained disappearances, and there were four images of four people who had only one fact in common, each of them was half Polish, and their disappearances had been documented for three months, and now the fourth one was about to end.
- you see, it's been almost four months and neither the FBI nor the police have been able to explain the disappearance of these four men, they disappeared as if they were, I don't know, abducted by aliens, very strange, first one Alex Kowalski, then Lucas Nowak, then two almost simultaneously, Carlos Kozlowski and Anders Malinowski, it's a real plague, and half Polish, hey Roberto, you're half Polish too, right. Harry said as he nudged his friend in the side turning everything into a laugh again and Roberto waved his arms around not taking sides here.
- eh, it's rather strange for me, but it seems to me that the services probably know what happened, only that they don't say anything, or they were actually kidnapped by aliens, because people without traces or letters do not disappear, true, and the fact that they are half Polish like me, I don't think that makes me the next one. Roberto said while looking with Harry at the article about the disappearance of four people.
- you know, Roberto, it's different, but I would worry about something else, you know, you're half Polish and maybe you're next on the list.
- come on, because I'm really going to start laughing out loud about this in a moment, and even if I'm not afraid of it, and you know, if there was a possibility, I'd agree to it myself, I'd rather be abducted by aliens or disappear in an unexplained way than to walk through this world stung by a system of money, power and acceleration, it might be better. Roberto said.
- well, if you end up somewhere in a similar or worse world, you know, anything is possible, unless you reach for great power, which then you will do. Harry asked and his friend Roberto smiled confidently because he knew what he would do if that happened.
- then I'll do anything to break the system, and if his builder is out there, then I'll show him how his world lies in front of him, I'll destroy everything in front of him, and let him watch his world die. Roberto said while being angry because his hands were clenched tightly on the straps of the backpack and at the same time his joy was radiating through the twinkling eyes and the wide smile on his face.
- then you would do the same as me, keep it up, it's the only chance to break such a power, break the system, but today all we have to do is watch and never walk in a wave, if you find yourself in front of a wall, destroy it, break it even with your head if it is it's necessary and the only solution, in such moments you can't be weak, burn fire with fire, as you said yourself. Harry said, rolling the newspaper into a roll and hiding it in the pocket of the camouflage jacket, then he patted his friend on the back and looked with him at the opening doors of the hangar and loudly talking people in similar clothes with prepared parachute backpacks.
- yes, you can't be weak, because evil will always use your weakness against you, you must be strong and worse than the evil you will fight, it's the only chance. Roberto said.
- and here I have you.
- Meaning. asked Roberto, looking surprised at his friend in his gray eyes.
- it's simple, sometimes burn fire with fire, destroy evil with evil, but the full truth is even more twisted, it's crazy, for something that's most important to you, sometimes it can be the whole world, sometimes it's a small thing, will it be bad if you fight for a truly pure individual, believing in what is good, no, it's not bad but know and be prepared that the enemy will certainly take advantage of it, besides, come on us it's time. Harry said, patting his friend's back and leaving him in solitude for a while, going to the other parachuting enthusiasts.
Harry and other parachuting enthusiasts, waiting for their turn, watched as three brown planes that could take up to ten parachutists on board began slowly taxiing and after stopping their side doors were opened, then one of the serving airmen in an airman's uniform came out down the stairs and began a personal inspection of each of the gathered as it turned out this man was a morbidly cautious man who always had to personally look after everything, he had to personally check every buckle and lacing, all securing devices and a second spare parachute if the first one didn't open, so Roberto was quickly checked and then he stopped in a short line to one of the brown planes.
But one commander never saw, didn't notice what happened next, because Roberto pulled out a very sharp pocket knife and, standing at the very end, began to prepare the blade but was interrupted again by his friend with a hood on his head.
- if you have a little thrill today, Roberto, admit it, go ahead. Harry asked, and his friend merely smiled as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his camouflage jacket.
- I haven't had a thrill for three months. Roberto said and Harry looked at his friend with a more alert gaze.
- you know, if I didn't know you, I'd have you searched again, remember what happened three months ago about the past, Marlena is stupid and someday her greed will be punished, but you, you know. Harry said to which Roberto waved his right hand with his left hand still in his pocket, and as the line moved forward Roberto constantly and persistently kept his left hand in his pocket.
- What are you holding in your left hand pocket?. Harry asked, focusing all his attention on his left hand.
- Well, I only have candy. Roberto said as he pulled out one of the silver-wrapped candies with the filling.
- Come on, let's see what you got here. Harry said taking the candy from his friend and as a chocolate holik he couldn't resist and quickly ate it on the spot in front of his friend who only shook his head.
- You glutton, Harry, I don't know if you shouldn't give up jumping now.
- why, wait, is it candy with the addition of alcohol!. Harry raised his voice, and Roberto patted his back as he led the funicular to a brown plane with two Propellers.
- yes, it's a rum candy, and how, do you go or quit. Roberto asked what Harry wiped his mouth with chocolate and stopped in place wanting to give up after eating a small candy with an illegal additive.
- you know what my rules are, only what is free from the system, drink don't jump, drink don't fly, drink don't drive. Harry said and Roberto laughed out loud and showed the second same candy with the image of a hot pepper on it.
- I see you don't know me, Harry, you know I'm a hardened enemy of alcohol, alcohol is the bane of humanity, if I eat candy and it's spicy, it's pepper filling, between us it's one of my favorites. Roberto said and Harry laughed and quickly headed to the plane where the queue of enthusiasts was just ending and almost everyone got on the brown plane and when Harry got on the plane Roberto again took out the sharp penknife from his left pocket and used it once.
A few stitches were cut, the bindings were weakened and the backpack with the parachute dropped slightly, but so imperceptibly that even the commander would not notice the change, so Roberto is getting ready for his greatest journey he climbed the stairs to the plane where he quickly sat down next to his friend and for a moment in counting he stared only at the empty window between the two girls who were also waiting for the plane to take off.
- hey, know that you like these two blondes. Harry said jokingly and whispering.
- what!, who?, Harry, give me a break, don't try to match me anymore, I'm sick of this, I still haven't recovered from that one. He also whispered Roberto, not attracting the attention of two friends who were gossiping about various topics.
- and it seemed to me that you recovered very quickly, today you look and behave completely different than three months ago, so that unlike three months ago, today you are even more sure, focused, what are you, you want to throw yourself without a parachute. Harry asked jokingly, poking his friend with his right elbow.
For a moment, Roberto didn't give a hint because as it turned out, Harry's joke turned out to be more than accurate, for a moment Roberto wondered if Harry was joking or serious today, because sometimes since Roberto met Harrgo, he didn't know when this man was joking and when he was telling the truth by turning in jest as he had done many times in his style, like when Marlene left Roberto and ran off on the wedding day, now, but now that he knew why he was allowing what Roberto was doing.
There were many questions that had no categorical answer, but sometimes to Roberto, his friend Harry seemed very strange, even crazy in the strangest way that could be.
- Roberto, can I ask you something for the last time. Harry asked and his words about the last time made Roberto pale slightly as Harry poked him on the head again and laughed out loud.
- what are you Roberto, don't be afraid, it's a joke, you know me. Harry added again with the same amused smile.
- I don't know, I don't know, sometimes it seems to me that I'm getting to know you anew every day, who you really are. Roberto asked, wanting to change the subject to another matter, afraid that what he mastered would be discovered and on the other hand, Roberto sometimes felt that his friend was strange, as if he was hiding something that physiologists never dreamed of.
Roberto suddenly widened his eyes because what he saw probably he had never seen, his friend looked at the window and his face was surprisingly devoid of any humor today, and his gray eyes seemed not to move even a minute, the only thing that said that Harry was alive was his slow breathing, moving chest and nose, but other than that it was a strange silence and a silence he had never seen before, for a moment Roberto was ready to believe that his friend was planning the same thing as he was, but to horror, something even stranger happened because Harry frowned and he looked at the steel of the plane, relaxing his hands and all his muscles, taking a slow inhale and exhale, and then looked out of the corner of his eye at his friend.
- who am I?. Harry asked
- Um, that, yes, who you really are. Roberto asked himself, not knowing if he did the right thing.
- well it's a simple question and a simple answer, I'm your friend, I'm the one who sees the truth and quite a nut for it. Harry said finally showing that familiar smile and his nudge in his friend's side made Roberto breathe a sigh of relief.
- besides, you know, I make an impression of confidence in front of our two friends, you know, they probably look at us in a lustful way. Harry said winking at the two blondes as the two girls giggled.
- This side of Harry, I didn't know you, I know you as a hardened loner, and here you go, what could that mean?. Roberto asked, hiding his left hand in the left pocket of his caftan.
- you see, you still don't know many things about me, but you will find out, maybe even today, we'll see, ha ha ha cha. Harry said as the plane roared off as it pulled out of the hangar and after a momentary taxiing the plane began to pick up speed with the other two on adjacent runways.
Clutching the blade more and more in his pocket, Roberto looked out the window and his resolve was inseparable from the decision he had made today and at the same time sharing the choice with a complete stranger, now there were only a few minutes left but he and Harry did not expect what was to come today be.
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Who is a man aware of the immutability of the world, just like a man aware of his own fault, a man knowing that he will not be able to do anything to fix the world will always suffer, because let's be honest, there are many different phrases about changing the world, but no one will change the world for the better, it can only be repaired little by little, or destroyed very quickly, to fix the world you really need great power, ruthlessness and madness.