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 I was having a sad evening. Random track from DARKSIDE started to play. I was not paying attention. Every stupid radio or bedroom deejays can play drum-beats so its natural for your ears to be switched off. Then it happened very natural way. Guitar, lyrics and tempo was well-combined with my mood and I began to dance. Yes, like a person who is shy because he is only feeling too big attention because his moves are too much different from those dumb and drunk people dancing around in the pub around and not because he thinks he has no fantasy how to dance. Yes, like escaped from different age and culture and would go back if choice would be given. So... indescribable Hip Hop body waves joins with House dance elements then flow moves to my legs, they do Moon-walking, then multiple times trying to get it more elegant. Then something what I would call Swing-walking. Snap! I have and idea! This gonna look brilliant!

 Now this was REAL PART. COMPLEXITY adds from both REAL and IMAGINARY PART. So let's go to IMAGINARY then. Don't worry, we can make it real if I will stay alive and put some of my efforts, some of mathematics to my controller and add some of musical inspiration. If people will kill me (morally), I will not stay alive. I will walk like a ghost and do nothing. So let's.

 Space of event is auditorium with a lot of students inside. I join too, protesting inside the heart of Night Simon. Look at the mess, people, today is going to be another boring and unproductive lecture again... You will not understand anything, you will want to sleep so why are we forced to be here? Why everyone has to waste their time in this hole at all? Lecturers are like judges, exams are like trials, all they need is profit that you can give them. You don't know how to take understand and use their knowledge, they don't know how to explain. One Big Fuck. Then I will explain you what to do.

 Judges invites Night Simon to go to the board. He says "Yes", takes his bag with a few sheets of papers, a book named Calculus-Problems.in.Mathematical.Analysis.Demidovich, a cap and deejay controller and goes. He doesn't need a problem number. He begins to write a formula like "A*sin(x)+B*cos(x)". "This was equation of a sound waves. Now I will show you a graph of this function". While he paints a pretty illuminative graph something starts to go wrong. Sound of a pen begins to resonate! When he finishes his painting, noise gets completely insane. Everyone, even judges, is scared. "Look, what YOU ALL NEEDED TO DO!"- he adds. He takes out his glasses, puts on his cap, takes out his controller and forces the sound to resonate even more and louder. Rhythm attains strict robotic motives and remind accords from Kraftwerks first programmable sounds of electronic music in 1971. So Simon begins to demonstrate skills of feeling the music and shows body moves of popping (one of street dances born in California) that looks wavy, cornered and robotic. Drumbeat starts to play on the background, mood changes: it gets sadder and slower and song slightly changes to a track played previously on the REAL PART. Performance finishes by slow and quiet motives showing skills of feeling every sound and, of course, flow (it shouldn't be always happy). Everyone is clapping, thats it.

 Originally, I study mathematics. Thats why I speak about complexity. I have my second boring Facebook account where I post mathematics, news, important articles and so on sometimes. But not here! This should be clean and all of these are not the most important things.
 This schizophrenian thesis was about COMPLEXITY of things. I can get IMAGINARY PART to be REAL PART if people will leave me a time and health. This performance should be created for university people to show that a science they study can really create an art and art is a very powerful tool to express our feelings. How we feel is much more important than what jobs (or studies) we need to do, not vice versa.