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                      I pray that you know PRUDENCE :

                          wisdom of discrimination ;

                          wisdom of circumspection ; 

                          wisdom of good sense .       БЛАГОРАЗУМИЕ

 

... those who are not possessed of a love for all humans and a desire to attract them to what is natural to their heart – such individuals are not, even when they claim to be Orthodox, truly Orthodox, since they are not, through the love that distinguishes true Christians, motivated by a desire to share what is not theirs alone. They do not belong to a different “school” than ecumenists. They are like them. They fail to understand the true source of Orthodox unity, which lies in love.

 

July 2025 lucky titles: 



VD226 / Conversing with the Great Russian Elders / from Walachia to Karaganda / various Orthodox elders [Author] / eng / 1,678 pages 

Namely, enumerating them: 

26 May 2025

When I Fail to Kiss the Cross. 2015

 

Tuesday, October 27, 2015


When I Fail to Kiss the Cross


T A L M A C H
so much and simple




Translated from BG


[When I Fail to Kiss the Cross]


TRUTH – is not hidden in my backroom,
I’ve no key to celestial Mysteries!
I would so much like – to speak all in the Faith –
And to do according to it only!

And the enemy – is so much cunning and so impudent –
And so lofty, kind, and what-not else…
And he’s in me, in my thoughts, and deeds,
Any day I fail to kiss the Cross!

<<end of translation>>     


(Когато не целуна Кръста)


Истината – не стои във задната ми стаичка,
Нямам ключ за тайните небесни!
Иска ми се – да говоря все във Вярата –
И да върша все по нея само!

А врагът – е толкова лукав и нагъл –
И наперен, мил и всякакъв...
И е в мен, във мислите, делата ми,
Всеки ден, когато не целуна Кръста!

 

12 May 2025

ONE HEART - Archim. Serafim Alexiev ('Craving for Eternity')

 

(архим. Серафим Алексиев) "Копнеж по вечността"

 

ONE HEART

ЕДНО СЪРЦЕ

When God Adam was making
and shaped his beautiful face,
he smiled and whispered
in His Creative Language:


— Be thou, Adam, with two eyes!
Look, the paths of the earth are two! —


one leads up to the heavens —
seek and choose thyself!
I give you also two ears,
to listen to the two voices,


who in your spirit speak.
One pushes you to Me,
the other brings thee death —
who will you gift your hearing?


I give you also two legs,
go where you wish, but know:
to every one who knows Me,
a choir of angels sings: "Blessed he!"


Two hands I also give you,
but to masters two a slave be not,
but remember: to have in them
two faithful companions, for you,


for laboring before My face.
O how I wish you would not perish
and that you come to love Me only,
see, I give you one heart only!


29 January 2019

Archim. Seraphim Alexiev

"Craving for Eternity"

Когато Бог Адам твореше
и ваеше красивий лик,
усмихваше се и шептеше
на Своя творчески език:


— Бъди, Адаме с две очи!
Виж, два са пътя на земята! —


единият води в небесата —
търси и сам избирай ти!
Аз давам ти и две уши,
за да дочуваш двата гласа,


кои говорят в твоя дух.
Към Мен единият те тласка,
а другият смъртта донася —
кому ще подариш ти слух?


Аз давам ти и две нозе,
върви, където щеш, но знай:
на всеки, който Мен познай,
пей хор от ангели: “Блазе му!”


Аз давам ти и две ръце,
но роб на двама господари
ти не бъди, а запомни:
два верни имай в тях другаря,


за труд пред Моето лице.
Как искам да не се погубиш
и, само Мен за да възлюбиш,
виж, давам ти едно сърце!



архим. Серафим Алексиев "Копнеж по вечността"

 

 

 

Men's Health Encyclopaedia

 

 

 

Back-tr. from Russian

 

Men's Health Encyclopaedia – M. Oppenheim

 

   Michael Oppenheim

   ENCYCLOPEDIA OF MALE HEALTH

 

   Publ. house Kron-Press, 1997

   OCR Palek & Alligator, 1998

 

   INTRODUCTION

 

   According to medical observations, men Need to     think more   of   your health. Although women and Approximately 60% of the total number of visits to doctors, but in practice Men are more   susceptible to   diseases.   However, guided by the false   Ideas   about   manifestations   Masculinity, many of them go to the doctor too late.

   Statistics of the 10 main reasons leading to death indicates that in 8 lethal case, the mortality rate prevails in men. Women are more likely to suffer from hypertension, but It is better than   men, and even Obesity is less harmful to their health.   Women   are more likely   to be left without a life partner: if one of The couple dies - the chances of 6: 1, what is it a husband.

11 May 2025

THE SAINTS’ MIGRATION - На светиите миграцията

 

Keep trying — with bitter certitude

(12 years ago) : 

https://vidjambov.blogspot.com/2013/05/keep-trying-with-bitter-certitude.html

... 

Само нейде надълбоко,
В един скромен град
В град като толкова други,
Една самотна душа –
Душа като толкова други –
С каквато и да е предистория –
Усеща техните крачки – по лицето си,
По гърдите си и сякаш –
Дори и по сърцето си:
Светли/Леки, като целувки.  

йеромонах Саватие 

 

[(I) Keep trying...] And till then:
... I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. [1 Cor. 13:1]

[Продължавам да опитвам...] А дотогава:
... ще бъда мед, що звънти, или кимвал, що звека. [1 Кор. 13:1]   

Source

23 March 2025

On the Father's right-hand... For salvation





Sunday of the Cross
 

Одесную Отца...

И по-големите свини - пияници, крадци, лъжци и убийци
са отдясно (в Църква) - с надеждата (на грешниците) за спасение...

А вляво е по-хубавата половина на човечеството -
и само чакат да съгрешат (плътски) - и да (ни) дарят живот -
жените, майките; с полите, забрадките... (за спасение).


Чие дясно, Отче?!? Кой прав!

Неделя кръстопоклонна

06 February 2025

Prayer to St. Blessed Xenia of Petersburg

 


St. Bl. Xenia of Petersburg


Prayer to St. Blessed Xenia of Petersburg

O holy all-blessed Mother Xenia! Having lived under the protection of the Most High, having been guided and strengthened by the Mother of God, having endured hunger and thirst, cold and heat, reproach and persecution, you have received from God the gift of foresight and miracle-working and you rest under the shelter of the Almighty. The Holy Church now glorifies you as a fragrant blossom. Praying before your holy icon we ask you, as one who is alive and present with us: Do accept our petitions and bring them up to the Throne of the merciful Heavenly Father, as [one] having boldness before Him; Ask for eternal salvation for those who come running unto you, compassionate blessing for our good deeds and undertakings, and deliverance from all misfortunes and sorrows; Stand before our All-Merciful Savior with your holy supplications for us, unworthy and sinners. O holy and blessed Mother Xenia, help our children to receive illumination by the light of holy baptism and the seal of the gift of the Holy Spirit; [help] Raise our boys and girls in faith, honesty, instill fear of God and grant them success in their learning; Heal the sick and ailing; Send down love and concord upon families; Account monastics worthy to struggle in good deeds and protect them from reproach; Make our the pastors steadfast in the might of the Holy Spirit; preserve the Orthodox faithful and this earth in peace and tranquility; and Pray for those deprived of the Holy Mysteries of Christ at the hour of death. You are our hope and trust, speedily hearkening to us and delivering us, and unto you we give thanks and with you we do glorify the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, now and ever, and unto ages of ages. Amen.



24 August 2024

Love, by Miryana Basheva /1947-2020/


Love, by Miryana Basheva /1947-2020/ 


Миряна Башева

Miryana Basheva

 

 

 

 

ЛЮБОВ

LOVE

Когато вече няма да те има
във вид, така удобен за любов -
ще отпечатат черното ти име
на белия тържествен послеслов...
Отдолу с едър шрифт ще се разпишат
десетки равнодушни имена.
Под тях (по-дребно) - и жена ти (бившата);
под нея - и по-бившата жена;
и тъй нататък... Седем-осем души
(от най-долуподписаните там)
ще седнат в клуба. Ще мълчат. Ще пушат.
И ще поливат с вино пепелта.
И някой, който те е мразил приживе,
ще се кълне в любов към твоя прах.
А някой, който и не те е виждал,
ще викне: "Как, бе?! Вчера го видях!"
И някой стар и предан съслужител
на всички ще раздава черен креп...
У вас ще плачат и ще варят жито.

И
само
аз
ще бъда
още
с теб.

Ще бъда с теб!
Сред тайнствения шепот
на докторско-латински диалект.
Край санитаря, който пуши в шепа
и чака да докарат нов ковчег.
За мене чакането свърши вчера.
Затуй не чувам и не ме боли,
когато тъй обичания череп
пробиват с най-дебелите игли.
Затуй не виждам нито тоя скалпел,
под който кръв отдавна не шурти,
ни тая ледено-студена талпа,
която уж си - ти... Нима си ти?!
Това си ТИ...
Добре, де - нищо ново.
И жив съм те целувала - студен! -

Сега поне не си съвсем виновен;
не знаеш ТИ какво ми е на МЕН -
и слава богу! Аз дори се кръстя -
от атавизъм, не че има бог...
Уж коленича, а - стоя на пръсти,
за да те стигна... Колко си висок!
И както много, много много пъти -
ДУША В ДУШАТА - те целувам пак...
Изтръгват ме със сила от трупа ти.

И чувам през мъгла от амоняк:
"Ценим високо силните ви чувства.
Но тук се искат нерви на стоик!
И затова ви молим да напуснете -
най-страшното тепърва предстои...
Върви си!
Чуваш ли!
Тук аз нареждам!
И без това съм доста угнетен...
Ах - тоя - твоят!... Беше безнадежден.
Вертебро-базиларен инцидент."

"Аз, докторче, съм цялата - спокойствие.
Но мога и да откача така,
че цялото ти вертебрално войнство
не може да те вдигне на крака!
Познаваме се... хич не ме закачай;
не ме плаши с най-страшните неща.
Те вече минаха през мен. Така че -
прави, каквото още имаш там..."

Дали, че докторът е стар приятел
(нали и той е малко некрофил) -
но аз стоя отново до главата ти...
(Като във български игрален филм.)
И гледам как най-страшното се случва -
разрязват те... при пълна тишина...
(Това е вече филм на Бертолучи.)
Костта е тънка - като на жена.
(И кожата ти беше като костите!
И вечно се раздираше - до кръв -
от прекалена нежност; от недостиг
на нежност... Е, не беше ли такъв?)

А... Докторите вече те отвориха!
Сега оголват мозъчния ствол...
Като корона
на огромен орех
аз виждам
сивото ти вещество!

Аз виждам чудо, за което никой
не можеше да ме предизвести...
От тая крехка тъкан е пониквал
безкраен космос... Е - това си ти!
Безкраен космос. И безкрайно малък...
Но той до молекула е побрал
и звездния, и хорския наваляк;
и корените в земните недра;
безумието: "Вие или ние?!" -
с кръвта, която тече и тече;
надеждата в летящите чинии
с невинното зелено човече;
и тая вечна вяра - че сме вечни! -
разгаряна в любовния екстаз
на всичко живо - и живяло вече -
и станало на прах...
And all that jazz. 

When there will be no more you
in a form so convenient for love -
they’ll print your black name
of the white solemn afterword ...
Beneath there will be – imprinted in large font
dozens of indifferent names.
Below them (smaller) - of your (ex) wife;
below hers - and the ex-ex wife;
and so on ... Seven or eight people
(of the lowest printed there)
will sit in the club. Be silent. Smoking.
And pouring wine onto the ashes.
And someone who hated you when living,
will swear in love to your dust.
While someone who has never seen you
will shout: "How come?! I saw him yesterday!"
And an old devoted co-worker
will distribute black crepe to everyone ...
They’ll cry and boil wheat at yours.

And
only I
will be
there
still
with you.

I will be with you!
Amid mysterious whisper
of the doctor’s-Latin dialect.
Near the paramedic smoking in his cupped hands
and waiting for a new coffin to be brought.
For me, the wait was over yesterday.
That's why I hear nit and hurt not,
when the so much beloved skull
us pierced with the thickest of needles.
That's why I see neither this scalpel,
with no blood flowing underneath,
or that ice-cold plank,
that seemingly is you - you ... Is it you ?!
This is YOU...
Well OK, nothing new.
Still alive I’ve kissed you - cold! -

At least now you're not entirely guilty;
YOU don't know what is wrong with ME -
and thank God! I even put a cross sign -
for atavism, not that there is god ...
Seemingly I kneel down, while on tiptoes,
to reach you ... How tall you are!
And as many, many many times -
SOUL IN THE SOUL – I’m kissing you again ...
They're forcing me away from your body.

And I hear through a mist of ammonia solution:
"We appreciate your strong feelings.
But stoic nerves are needed here!
Therefore we ask you to leave -
the worst is yet to come ...
Go away!
Do you hear!
I order here!
I'm already quite depressed ...
Ah - this one - yours! ... He was hopeless.
A vertebral-basilar incident. "

"I, Doctor, am all - calm.
But I can also go crazy like that,
that your whole vertebral army
can't lift you to your feet!
We know each other ... don't tease me at all;
don't scare me with the scariest things.
They have already passed through me. So that -
do what you still have there ... "

Is that the doctor is an old friend
(He's a bit of a necrophiliac, too) -
but I stand by your head again ...
(As in a Bulgarian feature film.)
And I watch the worst happen -
they cut you ... in complete silence ...
(This is already a Bertolucci film.)
The bone is thin - like a woman's.
(And your skin was like bones!
And he was torn forever - to the point of blood -
from excessive tenderness; from shortage
of tenderness ... Well, wasn't he like that?)

Ah ... The doctors have already opened you!
Now they are exposing the brain stem ...
Like a crown
on a huge walnut
I see
your gray matter!

I see a miracle that no one
he couldn't warn me ...
It sprouted from this fragile tissue
endless space ... Well - it's you!
Infinite space. And infinitely small ...
But he got to the molecule
both the stellar and the human naval;
and the roots in the bowels of the earth;
madness: "You or us ?!" -
with the blood that flows and flows;
hope in the flying saucers
with the innocent green man;
and this eternal faith - that we are eternal! -
inflamed in love ecstasy
of all living things - and living already -
and it became dust ...
And all that jazz.