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It was just a usual day in university life. But suddenly two mysterious guys went to the philosophy department. well, the revolution begin.

The first one is a tall and skinny guy with glasses. He looks like he's about twenty-five years old. The second one is an older man wearing a black suit who has dark hair and wears glasses.

the reasonable question: how did such different people might meet each other?

The answer is simple: they are both students of the same professor. And that professor is you!

> You ask them which philosopher they love most of all.

You have no idea what they're talking about, so you just ask: "Which philosopher are you talking about?

The first man answered: hegel sucks because he thinks that god is the foundation of the world. But i prefer aristotle, who doesn't worship anything.

After that the second man said the aristotle worshipped the first mover, that's why he sucks too. Well, now you know which side they are on, but which side are you on?

It's complicated.

[1] If god exists, then why do bad things happen to good people?

because god gave freedom to people. And people can realize that the true way to good is to be good. While it isn't realized by each person some bad things will continue to happen and it is a problem of people's freedom but not god's will.

[2] If god doesn't exist, then why do bad things happen to bad people?

Well, in that case bad things are just happening for no reason.

[3] If god existed only when he created the world, and then gone forever, why do bad things still happen?

Well, in that case either god has a short memory and you can make a joke about it by saying: "Why isnt he punishing hamlet for taking a bath?"

> You say "Thanks my students. But let's start an adult talk"

After that, the students should start to be aware of why exactly they hate the regime.

Then, a room was found for you. It was a good thing, because you needed to have a rest after your speech.

The bell is ringing to announce the beginning of class, when a knock on your door gives you an idea.

"Come in," you reply.

The door opens, and you discover a man with a walking stick.

> You say "Hello sir"

"Hello," he says, examining you carefully. "I don't believe we've met. I'm professor Merlot. Would you like to join me for some tea?"

"Sure, that would be nice,"

> You take two teaspoons from his jeans pocket.

It was a stupid idea to take something out of the first guy's pocket, but who knows what he'll do next.

The second man says that they'll come back with the tea, and leaves the room.

Professor Merlot, where have you came from? And what are you wanting to talk about?

Maybe you should ask the questions...

"I need to talk about something really serious, and I don't want to be disturbed during this discussion."

"Sure," you say.

"What's it about?"

The second man return with the hot teapot and two mugs.

You pour the hot water while he talk about something about the meeting, then he tells you to have some more tea, and you should drink it slowly.

> You say "professor merlot, what is the main idea of our conversation?"

He pauses, and then replies: "Freedom."

After some more questions, he explain you that you are a freedom fighter.

There's a word for someone who fights against an oppressive government.

> You say "I am an anarchist, but not in a political sense. I'm a methodological anarchist, mr. Merlot"

"That's good," the professor answers.

He explains you that the same logic applies: The less institutions and rituals that are necessary for an act to be considered good, the better.

That is a liberating thought.

when Merlot says one interesting thing against my methodological position:

"It's a good thing that you're a young man, otherwise you might go crazy."

Exactly.

> You say "I'm sorry but I'm not young anymore"

"No, of course not," the professor answers. "We are all slaves to the system, and our bodies do not agree with the systems we live in."

> You say "how old are you?"

"I'm not telling."

After some more questions, he gives you some more tea and you go to your seat.

> You say "well, well, well"

The second guy arrives with the syllabus. He gives you a small pamphlet, then leaves.

Professor Merlot goes through the first lesson, while you are left to look through the syllabus.

I was confused after the conversation with Merlot. I think I need to know his age be any means. First of all i decided to look at the syllabus, but I didn't find anything intresting. At least, not until the last part.

it's time to go home and to think how i can kill the professor without getting caught.

As I was saying, in the last part of the syllabus, there are some writings by a man called Leitzel.

I like to joke by name him Led Zeppelin, since that's the kind of music he made. He's not a bad writer, but the guy must have smoked something before writing those books. I've read only one, and it wasn't that good.

but once i had smoked some hard things and read his writing again, well, i loved it. Maybe it's the free spirit on me, or maybe it's because i'm not a follower, but once again, it's the good thing about being an anarch.

Because i was having so much fun thinking about killing the professor, that when the time came for class, i was a little distracted.

> You say "hello students. today we will be talking about the 16th century and Descartes' method. The deduction"

You've arrived at the lecture hall, and the door is locked.

Looking around, you see the back of the professor standing up ahead, just as small as before.

> You fart to his face.

You take out your fart-powder and cover the professors's face with gas.

Then you fart loudly in his direction, and run towards the back of the room, laughing.

> You say "the real anarch fun, professor Dicklot"

When the professor turn his head, you are already passing him. You hear him yelling and swearing after he realize what happen.

Professor screamed:

"FUCK! LET ME OUT! THE REST OF YOU! KILL THE REST OF YOURSELVES!"

you continue to laugh as you realize that the back door is indeed locked.

> You say "what is main idea of life? acts like that, isn't it?"

Suddenly, you hear a creaking sound and the floor in front of you lowering.

It's a trap!

A door with a hole in the middle is lowering from the ceiling.

> You say "interesting, what would be my final thought?"

Good question.

Your eyes are opened.

You begin to laugh, a dark chuckle from deep within your heart.

"Yes, professor," you say. "Very interesting."

You continue laughing.

> You say "do i need to exit this place? Can i do that? Generally, can I do something in reality i built?"

You have no idea what is going on, but your instincts tell you that you can do anything.

You don't think twice and you jump out of the window.

> You say "Aaaaa, щёткынгеске, aaaaa"

You feel like you are flying, as you never had done so.

It's fun.

Then died.

It was just the another anarch fun: the life.

Soon, the professor woke up.

but i could not know about it, because i have died...

The professor screamed when he saw your body, and then cursed again when he realized what happen.

He was paranoid after that.

He never let us go out of the campus after that.

He always remember the flavor of my before-suicadal farting in his face.