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This is the end, my only friend. The curtain of mercy falls on the end of the 20th century. Someone close to me used to say that things could always get worse. My father has been saying since time immemorial that it's getting worse. What hope can a person have about the future of mankind, considering the experience of the last million years? - Kurt Vonnegut once wondered. And he immediately answered himself: none. So there is nothing left to do but to turn our backs on the year 2000 and, like Panurg, walk away, farting with great agitation. So let's look back and remember what was worth living for. Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven. The Crimson King's castle. 17th minute of Pink Floyd's Echoes. James Bond. Nights In White Satin by The Moody Blues. Albinoni's Adagio. The Reptile in April 1970 - a screening at Sanok's San Cinema, the first and last time I was scared during a horror movie. Atom Heart Mother. Andante from Schubert's Trio in E flat major. Tom and Jerry. Coca-cola and ketchup. The puking fatty in Monty Python's The Meaning of Life. Apocalypse Time. Marillion's second concert in Gdansk, when Fish sang Lavender "just" for me and Anka. Clint Eastwood and the saucepan scene in the Joe Kidd western. O Fortuna - the first song from Carl Orff's Carmina Burana. Twin Peaks. A visit to the house of The Reptile (Oakley Court near London). The emotion when I came to announce Peter Hammill's concert at the Pomeranian Philharmonic in Bydgoszcz on 14.10.1995. Love in the Time of Cholera by Marquez. Lost Highway. Night and morning of May 31, 1998...
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
