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From the author: An excerpt from my book...WHAT ARE PAINTS? Many people drew, painted, sculpted and created in childhood. Remember when your mother brought you a coloring book, how happy you were, how happy you were?! You opened it and what was there? Your answer will most likely be: GRAY AND BORING PICTURES We took pencils, brushes, felt-tip pens and ...... and created, created. We painted this grayness with bright COLORS!!! Our mood was improved, inner peace came to us. Balance. Do you remember these moments? And so these COLORS are the very thing that brought us joy, forgetting all the hardships and sorrows. Our PAINTS are similar to the same pencils and felt-tip pens that you used to draw as a child. You can draw your dreams with PAINTS. Realities, health, well, of course, money (just don’t confuse it with counterfeiters) in general, EVERYTHING you want!!! So, what are PAINTS? Teaching? Training? A special FBI program to zombify a person? Or someone's joke? One evening. Sitting at home in front of the TV, my leg started to hurt a lot. Those varicose veins again! How tired of him! I went to get a first aid kit (I needed to lubricate varicose veins with ointment, usually this was enough for a day). Puffing and cursing, I moved towards the treasured ointment. Having taken out the first aid kit, I discover that the ointment has run out. My mood went out the window. I became gray and irritable (just like the pictures in a coloring book). The bell rang and I went to open the door. On the way, I touched the plates on the table, which, as luck would have it or because of my negativity, fell and broke. In general, a complete woman. My wife stood on the threshold. She looks at me, sees that something is wrong (and how they do it is unclear), her gaze slowly moves to the kitchen. And there is a complete F. A scandal is heating up... After explaining to my wife what happened in the kitchen and laughing (although my leg still hurt, and the mood was F) we began to empty the bags of food. In one package at the very bottom there were PAINTS. Here you go!!! “Why do you need PAINTS?” - a relevant question, because we don’t have children “Instead of ointment!” - she said ironically. Why not, I thought about it in my head. Let's paint the sore spot with PAINTS, there's no harm. Imagine this picture: Two fully adequate adults, armed with brushes and PAINTS, are sitting on the floor and painting a LEG!!! Horrible! BUT THE MAIN EFFECT IS THE EFFECT! After thirty minutes of coloring, the results are as follows: The most important thing is that the pain has gone. Grayness and irritability have been eliminated (by “coloring”) The floor is all smeared with paint and there is no harm!!! Would you tell me THIS IS ALL THAT IS NEEDED? COME ON, THIS DOESN’T HAPPEN!!!Have you tried it? Yes or no? If the answer is no, I'll tell you, TRY! What is stopping you from embarrassment, the fear of seeming crazy? Look at the children, they draw, get dirty with paints, but no one says that they are beside themselves. But they are children. You tell me. This is true, but they are happy about it, they are happy and healthy! And sports fans who paint themselves (even though they are adults) how cheerful and happy they are. Is not it. And there are a lot of such examples, look around you and you will understand it.