PORTRAITS in November. DECISION OF RUSSIAN | Two Light
Speak of "Pushkin House", referring not only, and not so much building in St. Petersburg and rest in this building institution with all its forgotten how to dust for governmental employees and officials, but something full of symbols and signs - requiring direct and penetration, penetration of direct and inspired work Russian spirit, soul, heart and mind.
Must have the courage and firmness to ensure that recognize and accept the fact on the fact "secrets": Pushkin sounded to the world with that power, with that pathetic helplessness vote on anguish tearing the heart as it fell to the posthumous fate of Dostoevsky from Pushkin This, for us, Russian, without detracting one iota, but to us, may be able to finally be yourself - our forces, our own growth. Become the world who we really are and not the phantom of the centuries-old bedding messy fantasies politicians traveling adventurers, poets, nhs jobs commoners ...
God save us, with our choice, whether he finally confessed and made of n, from surrogate fetuses with "evergreen" tree of mass culture, idiotic like borrowing a memorable one, I think, "select the name of Russia," I repeat: God forbid! Vyvesknoy malyarschinoy worthy not approved. Bummer, skygazer, skorodel fool under the self-styled themselves napyalennoy mask-portrait genius recognized rather nhs jobs ashamed than in their own, natural appearance.
Oh, we are "perfectly" know this house! "We" are "tribesmen", "native language", one of the many "annual rings" tree of Russian Culture. Here it is, this house before us - a conglomeration of thirty-three chapels (the number of volumes of the complete works) to the majestic temple. This temple, nhs jobs to conclude nhs jobs that in nny "bidonvillnuyu" nhs jobs swallow nests sculpting texts as real life - not a Catholic church, nhs jobs not the Protestant church, not "ekumenistskaya" bahayschina nhs jobs not: this temple there Orthodoxy.
Road "through Dostoevsky" and it only leads to Orthodoxy (Proactive possible perversion - not vice versa: that de road to Orthodoxy is "only" through Dostoevsky). Door wide open, opened, - both day and night. nhs jobs
But here comes the first and - immediately nhs jobs - to cry: "this pink Christianity" and another, "it millenarianism and millennialism" and the third "spiritual beliefs that baby" and a fourth, "he remained until the end Fourierist" and the fifth, "he Like any artist, nhs jobs wider Orthodoxy "; sixth:" He only touched the edge of the Church, distorted its Spirit "...
House full of voices rises unimaginable noise and hubbub. The rooms run figures - melteshnya figurines bustle ... From the hall to the room, the room for the unexpected ladder with ladder hidden in the transition from the transition in some secret chulanchik ...
In figures in the hands of a penknife, nhs jobs nails, chalk, stklyanki ink, markers, spray cans ... Figures copulating in milliononoguyu "sorokanozhku" topochut, abrasion, dirty hacking handmade nhs jobs parquet floor, scratching on the walls, crawling under the ceiling, leaving graffiti on Arson lkovyh wallpaper, tapestries izdiraya, breaking and smashing mirrors ... For its pulls a, new, ubogonkuyu mebelishku, vases, busts, and portrettsy portretishki, cultural nhs jobs trash "modern readings", "interpretations", "consideration", "immutable conclusions "," nhs jobs doubtless thought Intrusion "," lucky finds "... puts on and not very prominent places and towns, corners and suites nhs jobs of the spans, slay and smashing into dust alone, just brought about, and then pooping on other vacant nhs jobs seats - something even more alien, more ridiculous and ugly ...
New and emerging barbarians - that's who we are. Barbarians, who broke into the seemingly desolate house, penetrated the inner sanctum of life came forth, taking the apparent void for allowing us to his final containers by "natural law" fait, and let every one in his own way, to devastate it, fill the empty polumyselek fabrications and quasi- ideas ...
We ran around the house Dostoevsky bezhmya, seizing on the fly, "wholesale", except in passing and emptiness of their pockets. We do not think of ourselves - we are not accustomed to that, we clamber onto the shoulders doprezhnih "giants" and not at all ashamed to replace the original, authentic not even his own, but borrowed, overheard, "authoritative", not staring, without nhs jobs distinguishing between intentional and unintentional false forgery . We broke out into a fabulous worlds and simulate ... - each according to his strength and abilities - his condescending, on the judgment, involvement in it, co-ownership, co-ownership ...
Nahvatannost, skorobezhnaya skoropodvizhnost give - a reflection of our samoiskazh nnom consciousness - the effect of simultaneous scenery * not dóma, but only the scenery, as in the medieval theater. We see the "all" and do not distinguish nhs jobs anything. Discretion of thought thinking itself turns into stardust , in the dust. We ourselves - a handful of dispersion: ashes to ashes, forgotten dead bury themselves.
And here is our synod - boring boring
Speak of "Pushkin House", referring not only, and not so much building in St. Petersburg and rest in this building institution with all its forgotten how to dust for governmental employees and officials, but something full of symbols and signs - requiring direct and penetration, penetration of direct and inspired work Russian spirit, soul, heart and mind.
Must have the courage and firmness to ensure that recognize and accept the fact on the fact "secrets": Pushkin sounded to the world with that power, with that pathetic helplessness vote on anguish tearing the heart as it fell to the posthumous fate of Dostoevsky from Pushkin This, for us, Russian, without detracting one iota, but to us, may be able to finally be yourself - our forces, our own growth. Become the world who we really are and not the phantom of the centuries-old bedding messy fantasies politicians traveling adventurers, poets, nhs jobs commoners ...
God save us, with our choice, whether he finally confessed and made of n, from surrogate fetuses with "evergreen" tree of mass culture, idiotic like borrowing a memorable one, I think, "select the name of Russia," I repeat: God forbid! Vyvesknoy malyarschinoy worthy not approved. Bummer, skygazer, skorodel fool under the self-styled themselves napyalennoy mask-portrait genius recognized rather nhs jobs ashamed than in their own, natural appearance.
Oh, we are "perfectly" know this house! "We" are "tribesmen", "native language", one of the many "annual rings" tree of Russian Culture. Here it is, this house before us - a conglomeration of thirty-three chapels (the number of volumes of the complete works) to the majestic temple. This temple, nhs jobs to conclude nhs jobs that in nny "bidonvillnuyu" nhs jobs swallow nests sculpting texts as real life - not a Catholic church, nhs jobs not the Protestant church, not "ekumenistskaya" bahayschina nhs jobs not: this temple there Orthodoxy.
Road "through Dostoevsky" and it only leads to Orthodoxy (Proactive possible perversion - not vice versa: that de road to Orthodoxy is "only" through Dostoevsky). Door wide open, opened, - both day and night. nhs jobs
But here comes the first and - immediately nhs jobs - to cry: "this pink Christianity" and another, "it millenarianism and millennialism" and the third "spiritual beliefs that baby" and a fourth, "he remained until the end Fourierist" and the fifth, "he Like any artist, nhs jobs wider Orthodoxy "; sixth:" He only touched the edge of the Church, distorted its Spirit "...
House full of voices rises unimaginable noise and hubbub. The rooms run figures - melteshnya figurines bustle ... From the hall to the room, the room for the unexpected ladder with ladder hidden in the transition from the transition in some secret chulanchik ...
In figures in the hands of a penknife, nhs jobs nails, chalk, stklyanki ink, markers, spray cans ... Figures copulating in milliononoguyu "sorokanozhku" topochut, abrasion, dirty hacking handmade nhs jobs parquet floor, scratching on the walls, crawling under the ceiling, leaving graffiti on Arson lkovyh wallpaper, tapestries izdiraya, breaking and smashing mirrors ... For its pulls a, new, ubogonkuyu mebelishku, vases, busts, and portrettsy portretishki, cultural nhs jobs trash "modern readings", "interpretations", "consideration", "immutable conclusions "," nhs jobs doubtless thought Intrusion "," lucky finds "... puts on and not very prominent places and towns, corners and suites nhs jobs of the spans, slay and smashing into dust alone, just brought about, and then pooping on other vacant nhs jobs seats - something even more alien, more ridiculous and ugly ...
New and emerging barbarians - that's who we are. Barbarians, who broke into the seemingly desolate house, penetrated the inner sanctum of life came forth, taking the apparent void for allowing us to his final containers by "natural law" fait, and let every one in his own way, to devastate it, fill the empty polumyselek fabrications and quasi- ideas ...
We ran around the house Dostoevsky bezhmya, seizing on the fly, "wholesale", except in passing and emptiness of their pockets. We do not think of ourselves - we are not accustomed to that, we clamber onto the shoulders doprezhnih "giants" and not at all ashamed to replace the original, authentic not even his own, but borrowed, overheard, "authoritative", not staring, without nhs jobs distinguishing between intentional and unintentional false forgery . We broke out into a fabulous worlds and simulate ... - each according to his strength and abilities - his condescending, on the judgment, involvement in it, co-ownership, co-ownership ...
Nahvatannost, skorobezhnaya skoropodvizhnost give - a reflection of our samoiskazh nnom consciousness - the effect of simultaneous scenery * not dóma, but only the scenery, as in the medieval theater. We see the "all" and do not distinguish nhs jobs anything. Discretion of thought thinking itself turns into stardust , in the dust. We ourselves - a handful of dispersion: ashes to ashes, forgotten dead bury themselves.
And here is our synod - boring boring
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