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-Inside us is the kef of the whole world. When you eat something or consume something, then you release a part of it. There is no kef in drugs, it is just powder or mushrooms. It is like the key to a safe. Understand?
-a small pause
-"listen", started Shurik now, but is there a lot of kef in there
-"infinitely much", said Volodin authoritatively, "Infinetely and unimagenably much, and there is that kind that you couldn't taste in your life"
-"Oh... so you have a safe inside and in that safe there is kef?"
-"Basically yes"
-"But if i could get that safe and open it?"
-"Why not?"
-"But how?"
-"You need to dedicate your whole life to it. Why do you think people go to monastery and live all their life there? Think that they just beat their heads against the floor? They really get some awesome kef there and like that, like what you cannot get in a thousand pounds. And always, do you understand? Morning, noon, evening. Some even in sleep"
-But from what do they get that kef? How is it called?
-In many ways. Basically, you could call it compassion. Or love.
-"Whose love?"
-"Just love. When you feel it, then you won't think of where it comes from or why. You won't think at all.
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"Listen, Volodin, are you speaking seriously about it?"
"About what?"
"Well, about that that you can have kef for your whole life. So that you would always be stoned?
"I didn't say that for life. There are other terms"
"You yourself said that there is kef all the time.
"I haven't said that neither"
"What did you say then"
"I didn't say "all the time", said Volodin " I said, "forever". Keep your ears open."
"But what is the difference?"
"The difference is that, that where the kef begins, there is no time."
"What is there, then?"
"Compassion"
"And what else"
"Nothing"
"I don't get it," said Shurik, "Does it, like, hang in emptyness, that compassion?"
"There is no emptyness either"
"What is there, then?"
"I said it before, compassion."
"Again i don't get it"
"Don't worry," said Volodin, "When you could understand that so easily, half the Moscow would kef for free"
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"You need to understand the main thing," said Volodin "And i don't know how to explain... Do you remember, we spoke about the inner prosecutor?"
"I remember. He's the guy who stops you when you go too far. Like Raskolnikov, who killed the old lady. The guy thought that his inner lawyer will talk him out of it but it went the other way.
"Exactly. But who do you think the inner prosecutor is?"
Shurik started thinking
"Don't know.. Well, it is me. A part if me. Who else?"
"But the inner lawyer who will talk you out of it?"
"Again me, i guess. Though it seems quite strange - that i will open a case for myself and talk myself out of it"
"There is nothing strange about it. That's how it always is. Now imagine that your inner prosecutor has confined you, all your inner lawyers have failed and you are sitting in your own inner prison. Now imagine that there is someone fourth, who won't confine anyone, who cannot be called neither prosecutor, lawyer, nor for the guy for whom the lawyer works for. Who had never ever any case on him - i mean he is not a criminal nor an ordinary guy nor copper."
"OK. I imagined."
"Well, the fourth person is the one, for whom is the forever kef. And he needs nothing to be explained to him about it, do you understand?"
"And who is the fourth?"
"Noone"
"Can one see him anyhow?"
"No"
"Well, perhaps he can't be seen, but can he be felt?"
"No"
"Well, then he doesn't exist at all"
"Actually, if you want to know," said Volodin, "those prosecutors and lawyers do not exist. And even you don't. If there is anyone at all, then it is him"