Good coffee should not invigorate you. He must raise from the dead. However, that is not what the book is about. Unnoticed by everyone, the Golden Age has arrived, aka the Era of Mercy, aka Satya-Yuga. Unnoticed - because life, for unknown reasons, has not gotten better. And the Six-Winged Seraphim himself, the commander of all the celestial spheres, will have to figure out the riddle. However, the book is not about angels. A book about the birth of a monster - from ordinary life, from an era familiar to us all, from a fate in which there is nothing remarkable. A book about the beautiful and dangerous belief in one's own rightness. And a little about poetry and fatigue. This is an ironic and intriguing story in which the glass stall “Respect”, a certain sad marquis, a living scarf, a Soviet woman Oksana, Satan, varieties of pipe tobacco, endless monkeys, mountains of snow and quotes from the classics were connected. And may it all, as Seraphim likes to say, be head over heels blessed.