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02 June 2023

 

Не е ли жалко - Джордж Харисън
/Нина Симоне/

(touching remix!)

 

А Не е ли жалко
все още не знаеш за какво говоря
но скоро ще ти кажа
жалко си е

А не е ли жалко
а не е ли срамно
да, как разбиваме сърцата си
и си причиняваме болка


01 June 2023

 

Armageddon Tomorrow (EXCERPT) - Sergey Valyansky, D. Kalyuzhny


Not blind opposition to progress, but opposition to blind progress.

Abstract

Armageddon as the expected end of the world is considered a religious myth.

But now science confirms: Armageddon has ALREADY BEGIN.

But it was prepared not by God, but by man.

What have we done with the PLANET?

What have we done with our own SOCIETY?!

What awaits us TOMORROW?!

The authors of this book - well-known experts in history, political science and sociology - answer many of the "damned questions" of our days and show what options for the near future humanity has left.


28 May 2023

“There are many seductive things in our day” (from a letter to a person who had long avoided visiting temples)

 

Non-commemorating

While sorting through the letters received by Leonid Ivanovich from Bishop Athanasius, I found a message in which Vladyka, addressing “one person”, calls on his spiritual children to start visiting churches. Here Bishop Athanasius tells about his disagreements with Metropolitan Sergius (Stragorodsky) . But in order to understand what is at stake, we will have to go back to 1922, to the beginning of Vladyka's torment.

* * *

It was then, in the 22nd, shortly after ow. Athanasius became bishop of Kovrovsky, vicar of Metropolitan Sergius (Stragorodsky) , a dramatic story of their relationship began, which led to a break.



09 April 2023

Archangels - by Ion Agârbiceanu /an excerpt/


III /excerpt/

or opt at BOOK INVENTORY  

...

Йеротей замълча, наведе глава и само от време на време поглеждаше встрани. Мълчеше и Василе. Той с удоволствие крачеше по пътя. Птици чуруликаха по клоните на дърветата, дрозд пееше на една малка поляна.

Тъй вървяха те доста дълго: работникът отпред, младият собственик отзад; когато изведнъж Йеротей обърна към семинариста тъпото си лице.

- Видя ли? – попита той и продължи напред.

Василе Мурешану достигна работника и закрачи до него.

- Какво?

- Гората! – въздъхна Йеротей.

- Че какво й е, на гората? - попита Василе.





06 April 2023

Annunciation - Sergey Averintsev; Благовещение

 

Annunciation


 

Water, settling, gives sediment
to the bottom, and the depth becomes clearer.

Between the bare, thoroughly washed walls,
where the floor is clay and the vault is low; in the shutter
between the four corners, where such silence
has settled that each thing
has regained its essence: where stone
is truly stone, in the hearth
fire is truly fire, in the tub
water is truly water, and in it there is
memory of the abyss, blessed by the Spirit, -

and the look will find nothing more, -


20 March 2023

poems by Miryana Basheva





It's so bright that it hurts!

wonderful poems by Miryana Basheva









* * *

Was it for the fast or the express train I waited?

I waited, smoked and got to be a man...

Someone was quietly swearing in the dark

And it was raining profusely.



Between two ocean puddles

like a small archipelago

two semaphores scattered
train after train in hundred directions.




19 March 2023

Euthanasia – Stoyan Mikhaylovski (1884)

 

Stoyan Mikhaylovski

Euthanasia

 

I

“Hey, who's knocking on the door?”
so late, it’s after three?…
“A faithful friend is visiting…”
“I will no night guest, go away…”
“Open for me! You were my
admirer before; you’ve called
me more than once
to help…”  “Who are, who are you?
Why you say not your name?”
“I don't know my name…”
“You’re looking for something or running away?”
“I bring something to give you…”
“Your name?” “Open,
please, these doors
and accept me as a brother…”
“There is no brotherhood here, go!”
“Don't be so angry, so strict, so evil,
oh people made to do good,
oh souls similar to God’s!”
“Are you a Deity or are you a man?
a spirit unclean, or a genius good?
Who sends you? Where are you from?
Do you bring day or dark?…”
“I am the Fate of the world,
the eternal Destiny —
the supreme power
and the spirit of all things!…”
"Run away, you mighty guest,
don't cross this threshold!
There’s no living person in this house –
here sits a human gloom!
Run! I'm done already
with all earthly chores!
There’s no longer any will in me!
I’m done; its over - what used to be!…
My song was sung!…
My path is lost before me
as if covered by fog;
everything inside me’s broken,
I am an old, deleted organ!…
Way too soon I hurried
to see the meaning of all things —
in disgust I pulled back
from the world stage —
and my soul I bound
to an iron rock!…
Run, you gloomy Fate, flee
to support the warriors,
but do not stop with me again…

 

II

“I'm the Fame, open up!
You called me many times,
when still a teenager—
behold, I came at last,
hey, to you I stretch my arms…