Pushkin

And then, put it in a museum, the most prominent place. But as long as all lives, no one is free to say that it lives not as it should. In general, poetry – a matter of taste. And the claim that one writes well, and the other – bad, meaningless. Need to become whole, at least in a certain space of the infinite universe, so to claim it. And until you become such a whole – you is limited. And then, are merely its limited and, therefore, subjective opinions. Or, to put it differently, you're articulate their interests.

A simple example: everyone says that, Pushkin – a great poet. I do not think anyone going to challenge this view. But I, somehow, more like the unit. So, if you say you do not know how to write, and you think that you know how – with all the spit on a high tower. ICR contributes greatly to this topic. And write on. The more so, a famous poet said: "This music will be eternal, if I replace the batteries.":) When somebody says too many buzzwords and cites the example of various known and respected names, remember that you have a mind of its own, which is not nearly as good as that that there are others. And no matter whom it is given – a kind of higher absolute or unconscious force of evolution. Or perhaps he is given the absolute, through this evolution itself.

However, every authority and crushes a substitute for your own thoughts. AND it turns out that you live on plants and the rules that you impose on other people who do not have to do with you. Therefore, a person should not be authoritative. And to be only the opinions with which he agrees or not agree. And the people whose opinions he likes or does not like. If to speak about poetry, taking into account the factors of interest and free creativity. What we can say that – was the golden age of poetry, was a silver, bronze – I do not know was or not:) And now we have – the poetry of the sunset. There is still night, nothingness, chaos. But as you know – that in the chaos sometimes happen ordered movement, there are explosions and revolutions are born. Perhaps it will be a new step. And it is another time. When will write poetry machine. Here's a fantastic end. 🙂 Poetry sunset

The Corners

Burst into the heart Good prophetic, I hear the sweet laughter of delirium … As fiercely cherry blossoms – is a pity that only blooms once a year. Who drowse this wicked man, who in the early morning gray shaded the whole world unto himself, filled the house with cold wind? Roars like beast and the loud breathing, his eyes glowing frenzy. Cries of despair does not hear: Strange pain alien to him. Grinned like thunder rumbles, the rain from his mouth flying spittle. On the stone knife sharpening fiercely, flung terrible words.

And there is salvation – everywhere the walls. He with the emptiness came here for. That's it explode with blood veins in my agony, he found it? But the shadow of stubborn sets in last light was gone from the corners. What was striking – the curse dies and hum in my ears. And I save my fate, glass windows in the teeth Hit. At Cancer Research Institute you will find additional information. And he was dying, she broke clear on the seams. …

And is not such a bad weather, and morning, like, nothing. There is no darkness – what luck! In the garden, and a light heart. *** Come true, come true … Rain or snow? All will be forgotten then, Time slizhet trail. Stars at infinity whirling in the darkness. Their radiance of the eternal is not subject to me. Wolves howl to death. Sped drops. Very difficult to overclock your youth snowstorm. Believe it … do not believe in the arcane hour.

Anniversary Celebrations

Because, I did not dare, because, as my gracious crap. Do not be sad! Winter litter swath. Doomed again, can not win. Look – in a hurry home to you Your old and new friends. And you say we will not, Phrases stamped and sugary words. All that was – we do not will forget, And shake the pillars of the Future is not the basics. FOR MY ANNIVERSARY Today night unusually common. Empty wagon habitually cling …

Pull into a house where a bunch of childhood asleep … Embrace those who are not here long ago … Stryahnesh with gray hair melted advice … Steps and their traces – your legacy. The novel can not be rewritten. Duda singing and dancing under it. I do not drive away anyone not call me, do not keep silent and no longer doskazhesh, now broken ends do not you bind, Where not made a nest, there is no sovesh. How to roll a ball old – and you got older.

Chopin's melancholy trumpet heard in March. Pushes back order. You can not breathe and do not have to make a mistake law. Can not be left, nor right. Filed under: Kroger Health. Myself and all the saints, but is free to swear. And in thy footsteps are already other, with impudence, arrogance as young horses. You see them? They do not need lobster! Let the step by step echoed. Arrow view doubt angrily stuck … And remember: do not pipe so you, and you trumpet. Before the battle between this Nochka years you spend your not with them and not us.

Little Mermaid

Artist K. Krylova Most mermaid love to hear stories about the world of people up there. Old grandmother had to tell her what she knew about ships and cities, people and animals. Especially wonderful and amazing Little Mermaid seemed that the flowers on earth smell – not like here, on the sea floor – green woods there, and fish among the branches sing so loudly and beautifully, that just heard. Grandmother called fish birds, or granddaughter would not have understood her because they've never never known birds.

– When you fifteen years of age – said the grandmother, – to permit you to come to the surface, to sit in the moonlight on the rocks and watch the huge ships sailing past on the forest town! This year the senior princess just was performed for fifteen years, but the sisters were the same age, and it appeared that only five years old, the youngest will be able to rise from the sea bottom and see what life is like us up here. However, each promised to tell others that she I saw and what she enjoyed most about the first day – the stories my grandmother, they were little, I wanted to know more about. None of the nurses are not attracted to the surface so, as the most junior, quiet, wistful Little Mermaid, which had wait the longest. Night after night she spent at the open window and all looked up through the dark blue water, which splashed their tails and fins of fish. Moon and stars seen her, and though they shone quite pale, but seemed through the water much more than we do. And if by slipping them like a dark cloud, she knew that it was a whale swims, or ship, and on it a lot of people, and, of course, to them and had no idea that beneath them pretty mermaid drawn to ship her white hands.

Share Sunset

Repent of sins pine came in the winter and that came true. I have sinned in that tired Keep the heat from the cold and cruel in that little white crystal is not dripped a drop loudly into puddles, in that, by changing the calendar, Prayed ate from nylon, what a red cap sexton hung fruits of cardboard. I'm sorry for the insane delight, I'm sorry for false fun, for my inglorious bargain with squirrel Hungry scenes … If you have additional questions, you may want to visit Cancer Research Institute. and for the nuts. I'm sorry, that tender melancholy parting with you, enlisted, I'm sorry for the aborted peace and that love is not forgotten.

Daughters Shall I buy a new dress and earrings can buy, just a quiet girl's happiness – I wish you would not be able to give. You grieve – it's in vain, lonely and stars in the night, Do not look at the sunset and do not stand idly by the door, do not be silent. Sledding is not beyond the threshold, only the fate of weaving your thread. Can rely only on God for what I want to ask. That blizzard otgulyaetsya in the will, and as Swallow first arrival, from the snow will break the will in her wedding veil stalk. Gloomy man Share your secret, not tais and tell me – how can you hear fervent summer autumn steps, how can you not see How to draw sunset, how can you all answer in chorus when they say? Why do you see spots, and no tears in his eyes, Why intoxicate mint only in foreign courts? If joy beside the house – You look sad, why in the doorway You look you always back? Tell us what you afraid And why do you live like a mole? If you always ershitsya my fluffy white cat.

Fire Words

"Evans' common name. I do anything about it no thought. Source: Boy Scouts of America. I'm not going to bury here some dogs. I just could safely call it Smith or Jones. What can I say? Many of your theories are plausible. Get all the facts and insights with Dr. Neal Barnard, another great source of information. If you know how often I check the section FAQ POLL, can hope that one of the other issues will be selected in the first place (in the FAQ POLL conducted the vote on the question of what Rowling will answer the following – approx. per.) Well, that's all, a car with fake numbers standing at the door and I stick spy beard.

Goodbye. As you Hermione say the word? (And here Rowling cites phrases where there are appropriate sounds, and you need to know how English words SOUND. Translate their VALUE – pointless. – Comm. Per.) – Like this: Gea + May + + or w This is usually the most common question that now sounds less and less, because I specifically made to teach Hermione Krum to say her name in "Goblet of Fire." You'll write more about Harry Potter after the seventh book? – If you mean additional stories – highly doubt it. I have enough stories for seven books, and I never planned to keep them on the seventh book. I might write an eighth book for charitable organizations, such as encyclopedias and explanations of words, and additional material not included in the book. Let's see … under the symbol "spoiler danger 'prophecy that Harry heard in the office Dumbledore suggests that the two – he and Voldemort – will die, right? – Professor Trelawney and I believe that the prophecies must be treated with great caution.

Religion As A Standalone System

The fact that religion (as well as ideology – the same Marxism, and scholars such as Confucianism), possessing minds, is a huge and very real physical force, there is no reason to doubt. Undoubtedly its major impact on man and society, history, culture, life and customs. What is the mechanism of this influence? As a religion and acts as a system? Religion as a set of beliefs, rites, cults, temples, priests, etc. occurs certain conditions of social existence, at a certain level of production and the whole economic structure. The changing conditions of life (we are talking about changes of a fundamental nature) provide the corrective impact on the forms and methods of religious activity, the essence of belief and worship, the nature of religious organizations. This is normal and natural, with no changes in the lifestyle sector of ideas as it freezes at a primitive level, such as demonstrate the religious ideas of, say, the Australian Aborigines.

However, the impact of radical changes in the production of a religion is by no means straightforward and automatic. On the contrary, it is largely depends on the organizational forms and the dogmatic structure that this or that religion has developed during its early development. In practice, this means that, once it has arisen and begun to form in these conditions by certain inherent structural principles is her, this or that religion – is a very autonomous system, evolving on their own, internally deterministic laws. External influences can only stimulate change and development of religion in one way or another, to encourage her to adapt to changing circumstances. At the same time, religion can greatly modified. On the basis of old ideas, beliefs and religious forms may be new, one system may be replaced by another, more developed and adapted to changing circumstances, more aptly relevant to the needs of society.

But even in this case new religion (or modify, radically reformed the old) is governed not only by direct exposure to the outside, as its own internally deterministic laws of development. Religion as autonomous system is closely linked to ethnic and cultural tradition, and this connection, at least at first, determines the firmness of its authority. Religion is based on tradition, that is, the experience of hundreds of generations, gives its standards sacred character and to make them a stricter standard of conduct required a stereotype. A national-cultural tradition, with its powerful conservative force of inertia creates the internal stability and resilience external factors that distinguishes a religion as a system and ensure its autonomy, its internal determinism. When incorporated with their own religious ideas and institutions into a single integrated system (Religion in the broadest sense), the tradition of creating a kind of impenetrable protective armor that protects the structure from its destruction by external forces. It is in this – the reverse effect of religion on life society, the nature of culture, in the course of history.