rebirth [Theme]

Death is uncompromising, inevitable and eternal. It's the infinity that waits at the end. And I'm just existing, standing on the line, I'm in a borderline situation, that's all, and I find it nauseating. On the other hand, it rejects the fear of death along with the hope for God's help, for rebirth, for any kind of escape from infinity. Today I am satisfied with this.

Christ is Love, which transforms the old into the new, gives birth to the new.

- I'll tell you in the next life, when we both become cats.

Penetrating into the insidious plans of the enemy, you involuntarily imbue his treachery. Such a rebirth, alas, is not new - in ancient times it happened more than once.

The same hands mold us over and over again. Only the one who has gone through fire does not become mud again.

We all die and are born many times in one lifetime. The more times we die and are born, the better.

But no one said that birth is easy. And rebirth simply must be twice as heavy as the first birth.

When the caterpillar thought that everything was over, it became a butterfly.

It seemed that in these thickets you could even hear how time flows and human life flows. One person leaves, another person comes. One thought disappears, another one arises. One form dissolves, another one appears. After all, even I am gradually collapsing day after day in order to recover. Nothing stands in one place. And only time is lost. The time behind me moment by moment becomes dead sand - collapses and disappears. And I sit in front of this abyss and just listen to how it dies.

so a person will lie down and not become; until the end of heaven, he will not awaken and rise from his sleep.

The process of destruction was launched at the moment when the Russian refused to follow me. Now nothing can stop this decay. Everything began to tilt and fall apart. Now I was the captain, whose ship was rapidly sinking. And the iceberg hit by the ship is Mashkovskaya.

It happens that real life begins with a mid-life...

I'm stopping this whole Universe. Perhaps next will be better...

From my point of view, there has been a rebirth of a very serious in Soviet times... the Word "intelligentsia" was, the meaning was lost. Because in that moment, when this layer instead of be thinking, that is, the mind of the nation, said he will be the conscience of the nation, but in this moment, "the lid shut" on them. And then from here many answers which are credited to different people: "are You intelligent? - No, I have a profession and I love the Motherland..."