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All Monday morning I spent with the idea that you should become a necromancer, at least in order to raise from the graves of their ancestors and tell them what I think about them.

Dad says you're standing at the beginning. Your shoulders multiply and multiply your gone into oblivion ancestors. Left shoulder - through the mother. For the right - on the father. They're your wings, Papa says. They are your strength. Keep them always behind you, and nobody will ever be able to hurt you. Because while I remember about the wings - you're indestructible.
And you're standing at the window, invulnerable, is predicated on the presence of those who are gone but always with you, and see snow.

Timeless tune, the protected distance.
Light crystal dawn light over the world standing.
I understand your age-old sadness,
Belovezhskaya Pushcha, Belovezhskaya Pushcha.
Here is our long-forgotten home.
And, sometimes heard the voice of ancestors calling,
Gray forest birds, from the distant past
I fly to you, Belovezhskaya Pushcha.

Because when someone approaches the limit of its "I" when he decided to get to the bottom of his personality, in his blood rise of the secret forces of all its ancestors.

And ancestors of boring us luxury fun
Their honest, boyish debauchery;
And to the grave we're in a hurry and without happiness, without glory,
Looking back mockingly.

Blacksmiths had their own truth. True unshakable grown tenacious roots in your hearth and craft. No jealousy, no curiosity do not pull out these roots, only the trouble, and the trouble and the tree forced to walk... Perhaps it is these roots permeate our lives, holding her as the ground, not allowing blurred steep ravines... the roots of the clan or tribe, deep-rooted ancestral graves.

There are three of the worst reason of all: it is handed down to us from ancestors; it is usual; it is common.

Thanks to Mr. Ibrahim, I began to understand that Jews, Muslims and even the Christians had a lot in common great ancestors before they began to beat each other in the face.

Happy love one of the descendants can reimburse the unfortunate nine romance novels ancestors.

To the extent that, as time goes by, our ancestors make more glorious deeds.

The truth is, our ancestors so mangled wood that any longer. Look what they left us - the wars and the broken planet. Looks like they didn't care about how people will live after them.

The ancestors are there for us, we're not for them, because we about them know something, they call us anything. They depend on us.

Never thought so, but realized that a very important genetic code, something that is inherent in you ancestors, even those whom you don't know.

How much wiser were our ancestors, pridumyvaya for each constellation dozens of legends. Not in order to please the children a tale, but to the language of images and emotions to explain the incredible complexity and beauty of the Universe.