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If we rip the fairy tales to shreds, what else will we have to tell the children?

Everyone is afraid to be simple, because an ordinary person is like Ivanushka the fool from a fairy tale. The fear of looking like a fool is constantly complicating things. Over time, a person's thinking becomes like a labyrinth - complex and confusing. Try to get out of this maze.

In the improbable and fabulous, there is more human than in a real person.

stones.

My worst enemy is reality. I have been successfully fighting it for 30 years now.

All the visionaries are the same: in the grip of the pitiful squalor of a meager life, they reflect on the happiness that can be achieved only by the will of human creative imagination - in the world of a fairy tale, outside the conventions of a philistine society.

I never believed in fairy tales. So why did she suddenly find herself in one of them?

Golden start.

by Vladimir Shebzukhov
The dried tree stood silently.
No one cuts, no one bothered.
During his lifetime, he gave a lot.
The time has come for the peace of the frozen.
Once saw a thief this tree at night.
No police silhouette there.
The tree was still standing silently.
The thief was frightened, his trail was cold.
The lover walked all in dreams of his beloved.
Seeing in the twilight, he said, "She!"
I didn't wait, he thought shamefully.
I accelerated my step, because I was standing... "one"...
More than once the tree smiled so much to passers-by.
But the sadness of the dried up was still there.
With his care, past the tree, too.
In the evening, the mother with the child went.
The kid has already listened to terrible fairy tales.
The ghost was able to appear nearby.
Mom saw her eyes crying.
I was in a hurry to calm the baby...
But the tree stands, gaining patience.
We would only have time to understand in time,
That the world around us is a reflection of ourselves.
Perhaps there is nothing more to say here...

Children's fairy tales are the oldest stories in the world, they hear the ghostly voices of long-gone generations.

- The right is not given, Heinrich. They take him. Taken by blood and murder, where is God in that? The divinity of the king is a fairy tale for the people. The right is taken by force and kept by force.

In one myth the word "sataz" was mentioned. The desire to possess what will never be yours. It meant a senseless, hopeless aspiration, like a beggar child dreaming of becoming a king, and took its origins from the tale of a young man who fell in love with the moon. Lazlo used to love the story, but now he hated it. The essence of the tale was resignation to the impossible, and he is no longer capable of it.

Fairy tales are the fruit of the efforts of many people. A lot of people have worked on this book as well. First of all, there were children whose responses assured me of how important fairy tales play in their lives. Psychoanalysis allowed me to penetrate into the deep meaning of the tale. The magical world of a fairy tale was opened for me by my mother. Without her influence, this book would not have come into being. My friends helped me a lot during the work.

Nature is not a person, you cannot deceive her by making her believe in your fairy tales. Try to convince the moon that it is made of cheese, even if you spend your whole life on it, but the moon will not change!