Kremlin Garden for the last time

...For the last time before landscaping! Now the Kremlin Garden is closed for repairs, and soon everything will be different there. These are historical images...This is the last time you see him.

It's a very strange start to summer...The mysticism that I asked for is definitely present, but in a way that I never expected and have not yet encountered.

I asked for good mysticism, space, miracles, good and interesting adventures...And it's just like everyone else.

...I was driving from Veliky Ustyug through Totma, where I refueled with diesel fuel. Then I stopped a little further away to take a picture of one place. After stopping, the car began to start badly, but it worked well after starting.

I came to Vologda. I traveled a day. I rolled the remaining fuel up to the warning light...and the engine stalled right in the center of the city on a busy street. It wouldn't start anymore...

By logical reasoning and practical testing by eliminating various components and assemblies, the reason was identified - water in the fuel system (drained some amount from the old fuel filter). Does it turn out that I refueled with low-quality fuel?

That's all right. I can fix it yourself. But! I still don't have time to even go to the car and try to do something.

The universe has protected me so much from driving a car that all my attempts to fix it are harshly and radically stopped. After three weeks of trying and waiting for free time, I tried to dump the old fuel with water and fill in the new one. There is a canister of 10 liters. But after driving around all the gas stations in the area (on a scooter), I could not get a single gram of fuel – either there is no diesel fuel or a ban on filling in cans. What's happening?

It's like the car is locked for me right now. You know, this lock is translucent gray, like in games. You go up to the car, and it says that you need to go through some level to unlock it. It's kind of mystical. It seems to be simple, but nothing works.

Tow truck and workshop? My friend refused to get into the fuel system of a diesel engine. I couldn't get through to the others, or there was a queue for two weeks. Everything is going against me.

And now about the guesses and reflections on why everything is so. Maybe I needed to learn about electric scooters? I've learned. Maybe I'm on a frequency now where neither dugouts nor remote places are available to me. Maybe I need to disconnect from everything in order to move to some completely new level and get the very mystique that I wished for myself at the beginning of the year?

Maybe I'm so hypersensitive now that I can embody visualized images and ideas...but the images and ideas themselves are not exactly the ones that need to be implemented? What else?

It's all very strange and for me it's not good at all.