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I always look at people's faces on the street. There are very few who could kill. These are not necessarily morose or savage looking men. Among those who could kill I often encounter women, bespectacled nerds, even a multitude of children.

«Could kill,» as I understand it, are those who could kill right now, this very moment, regardless of their strength or of anybody's strength, regardless of the fact that they could be killed. «Could kill» is a definite inborn, blood inherited, and a realized resolve to kill.

It's better not to bother such people. It's better not to demand money from them if you're a mugger. It's better not to swear at them or shove them – it's better to leave them alone. With that kind, you can't stop half way if you yourself are not determined to kill. Leave them, go away while you're still in one piece, and don't look back. If you won't kill him, he'll kill you.

It's been three years since I realized that I could kill. I'm firmly aware of that whenever I go out on the street. That's why I always carry a knife. I won't think twice about it. I won't waiver. I won't think about a possible punishment. If they touch me – I'll kill them. That's why I live with a peace of mind and am un-afraid of anything. And I go wherever I like.

In general, however, I'm quite harmless.