The ball of the earth is spinning, like the whole universe. I did not have time to look back, but everything was already over. It would have to grow bylem, but no - it breathes, sways. And the grass remains evergreen, as if vital life does not care for it. Meanwhile, it is time to collect stones. The meaning of this ancient expression is that time puts everything in its place. And it is necessary to stop, look back on past years and once again hear the voice of Vadim Kozin: "Do not go, I beg of you ..."