"Colin Wilson - The War Against Sleep" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wilson Colin)

Peters to the verge of a nervous breakdown. The moment
Gurdjieff saw him, he realized that he was sick.

W hen we reached his apartment, he led me
down a long hall to a dark bedroom, indicated the
bed, told me to lie down, and said: This is your
room, for as long as you need it.' I laid down on
the bed and he left the room but did not close the
door. I felt such enormous relief and such
excitement at seeing him that I began to cry
uncontrollably and then my head began to pound.
I could not rest and got up and walked to the
kitchen where I found him sitting at the table. He
looked alarmed when he saw me, and asked me
what was wrong. I said I needed some aspirin or
something for my headache, but he shook his
head, stood up, and pointed to the other chair by
the kitchen table. 'No m edicine,' he said firmly. 'I
give you coffee. Drink as hot as you can.' I sat at
the table while he heated the coffee and then
served it to me. He then walked across the sm all
room to stand in front of the refrigerator and
watch me. I could not take my eyes off him and
realized that he looked incredibly weary тАФ I have
never seen anyone look so tired. I remembered
being slumped over the table, sipping at my
coffee, when I began to feel a strange uprising of
energy within myself тАФ I stared at him,
automatically straightened up, and it was as if a
violent electric blue light emanated from him and
entered into me. As this happened, I could feel
 the tiredness drain out of me, but at the same
moment his body slumped and his face turned
grey as if it was being drained of life. I looked at
him, amazed, and when he saw me sitting erect,
smiling and full of energy, he said quickly: 'You all
right now тАФ watch food on stove тАФ I must go.'
There was something very urgent in his voice
and I leaped to my feet to help him but he waved
me away and limped slowly out of the room.

W hat had happened, apparently, was that Gurdjieff had
somehow poured vital energy into Peters by some psychic
discipline тАФ either that, or somehow touched the source of
vitality in Peters himself; at all events, it drained Gurdjieff. Peters
says: 'I was convinced... that he knew how to transmit energy
from himself to others; I was also convinced that it could only be
done at great cost to himself.'

W hat happened next is equally significant.