In December 1986, in the evening, past my dormitory balcony, flew — like a large black bird — my peer, a 15-year-old first-year student of the music college, Lyazzat Asanova. She fell right under my balcony. People ran out, called the police and an ambulance. They couldn’t save her. Ten years later, I read that Lyazzat was one of the victims of the December events. She jumped from the roof after an interrogation at the KGB, leaving a letter to her mother with an apology. Back then, everyone thought it was because of unhappy love. We didn’t understand that History had flown past us.

On October 8, 2025, in West Texas, the reusable rocket Blue Origin, owned by Jeff Bezos’s company, launched. On board flew the first Kazakhstani tourist, Danna Karagussova. In the video she shows a gratitude note to her mother. Because of Danna, they decided to name the mission and crew Space Nomads.

History flew through the center of the Earth and exited on the other side of the planet.

My BLUE ORIGIN NOMAD, also the eagle-hunter berkutchi, the rich Kazakh, Santa Claus, God the Father, Moldakul, detached from the ground. He flew over Venice, America, and out into open space. Together with Bakha, Lyazzat, and Dana. To the stars.