Bulgakov as the creative person moreover under the influence of aggressively Bolshevist atheism, believed differently. He looked at it so: resist among themselves the vizier and the shah. Both have the arguments and trumps. And both can be mistaken in single questions. On this it is impossible to draw Lucifer one paint: as black and white. Here and now: cruelly of course, to roast heels even if and not absolutely the. But for it you already felt sound happiness!
And on Earth? Life - how many he suffered, and morally and physically and the main thing as long and without hope! Here involuntarily you think, and hell that is better ... Here now, muscles are so joyfully filled with pleasure of the striking process. You cut, something extremely vile that and it is not a pity for and the movements give joy! As if honey flows on veins - but not those dreadful months when Bulgakov was a cripple and each movement hurt.
And it is valid if the person suffers so much during lifetime, there is no desire to idealize God. Friedrich Nizze about it wrote: if the Almighty God is - that his management reminds mix of pleasure and a sadism. But the highest personality cannot possess such qualities: therefore God does not exist!
Well of course, any priest will tell that a conclusion to Nice too hasty. In particular, there is Mephistopheles's identity who generated the evil and sufferings. But besides, if Lucifer creation then to write off for it all evil it most too that ... Well such analogy: the owner turned a stick, beat by this stick the careless slave, and then speaks: the evil from a stick, but not from the owner!
The cat willingly prompted, disproved judgment more precisely:
- The Satan of people does not beat! He loves you!
Bulgakov was frightened - read his mind, and the cat continued:
- Who whom loves, that also chubit that!
It is already more ridiculous. And the prince-elf ordered:
- Now we pass to a litany of daggers!
And at his legs as if on wave of a magic wand, daggers, very sharp and with plentifully decorated handles began to appear. Having picked up daggers barefoot fingers, the prince dexterously threw them in ghouls and vampires. Also promptly, as if mushrooms after a rain, grew daggers and at the little girl's legs. And Bulgakov did not even include will in process: barefoot maiden fingers picked up the weapon and threw it in the coming nasty thing. At hit ghouls, literally without exaggerations, exploded. The girl roared with laughter: touches of handles of daggers were related to something velvet and at the same time live, sensual. And in general the female body is far more sensitive than man's. In it so erogenous zones that admiration is caused even getting on a breast, a stomach and hips of a droplet of blood, from the struck ghouls and vampires.
Sin - it is attractive - hell shakes morals bases!
What was immoral is authorized now! Metamorphoses .... Bulgakov began to fight is more comprehended though the reason and did not divide carnal triumph. But it was necessary to evade for example from the ghoul and to zhakhnut him a leg in a jaw ...
But probably and the prince of elves was bothered by a similar slaughter with a primitive ... And in his hands there was a ten-barreled unit, like a mortar, and he pressed triggers. Ognezarny spittles fell down, and at once hundreds of vampires lit up as if candles for Christmas ... Christmas in an underworld?
Brands fell, and hot ashes poured. The girl warrior came on burning ugolya. The elastic sole felt only pleasant heat, slightly heating. The girl in whose body there was Bulgakov smeared coals more feasibly that though to feel a little a tickling. Also began to smile ... Having stopped and looking as the devilish army burns down, noted:
- War it is cheerful - through tears! But without watering by tears not to reap a pleasure crop, and without irrigation then, monasteries of success do not grow!
Kot blonde having fired from the gun too, and breaking off in a lot of ghouls noticed:
- Already reminds aphorisms of great writers .... - And cunning smile. - Admit, in hell it is more interesting, than you represented?
Bulgakov twisted lips:
- There is too no scenario primitive here. The young man saving the girl from demons as it is worn out!
The prince-elf turned back and specified:
- Not absolutely so ... I think, on the earth nobody still to force down a dragon cigarettes did not guess?
Bulgakov it is lost shrugged shoulders and safely answered:
- It is a trifle when the cigarette gets to a dragon! The original plot is necessary ...
The cat agreed with it:
- And it is right, your highness, can be ...
The elf turned and nodded to the friend:
- Well if war with evil spirit, with use of a plazmomet, it is worn out though 1940 A.D. that just reigns ...
The underworld landscape with seven moon, bedash, and a little different in a form, changed. And now they appeared all three in Moscow ... On Patriarchal ponds, in the hot summer day which however was already inclining to a decline.
Bulgakov saw three figures, and they seemed to him painfully familiar ... The acute eyesight of the girl allowed to make out them from long distance. Of course, it and represented them: Voland - majestic, is even a little more senior by sight than in the book, and a little more heavy, though mobile. Berlioz, something imperceptibly looking like Lenin. To tell more precisely, very much even similar: a bald head, a high forehead, a vigorous manner to swing hands. However, this editor with erudition of professor without accent spoke and had the face to a post-ugly face which is smoothly shaved with tiny short moustaches. Poet Bezdomny: young, high, a sports view - it is possible to tell also beautiful. Only eyes too angry. In a face type of Bezdomny, something is it from the poster about the true Aryan. Teutonic lines, a fair hair at a short hairstyle. Yes, Bulgakov approximately so also represented him.
