This site – FOR LIVE.
This site – About the LIFE … Lives HUMAN, instead of the zombie. Without "steepness", navorotov and "artefacts". Without leaders, prophets and the guru. This site – FOR the LIFE.
How much wise men, and self-appointed prophets from century to century repeated leaders that they know how it is necessary to live. And people – believed. Tried to arrive how wise men how ordered … And what learnt? And anything. It became better not. It was impossible …
Why?
That is why, that anybody from them did not speak About the LIFE. Multi-colour and sanguineous. Not in the next world, and on it. Somehow all forgot about beauty, about love – love true, without subterfuges, grimaces, hypocrisy, fears. Constant restrictions, strict rules – not with all the heart, not from heart, and from artful, crafty mind. Conjectures, fears … Fear of a life, fear of death, fear of all on light! Spoke about immortality of soul, and of death of a body in panic were afraid. Rejected pleasure of a life in this world, but promised it on that. Preached contempt for a body for the sake of soul, rejected corporal pleasures in a terrestrial life, but in potustoronnem to Paradise promised pleasures entirely corporal (paradise gardens with the good climate, bared gurii). And infernal torments too connected with sufferings of a body (cooking in coppers). And what for Misters urged to glorify constantly, endlessly to repeat in prays Its power as if he is not assured of this power also to it the small human flattery is simply necessary. For the sake of what it is all? And for the sake of submission. For the sake of submission by it, to wise men, prophets, the leaders, which all these restrictions and rules have invented!
So we will throw off noodles from ears, we will shake powder from brains, we will open eyes, we will release ears. We will look round! Round you – the magnificent, colour, bright world. Certainly, I mean at all illumination, bright advertising beating backhand, grandiose buildings and shouting monuments which were built by architects, sculptors, designers. It is all, maybe, and not such bad, but – it is artificial heaped up, invented by people, weak, painful, mortal. There is which in what from this a charm, correctly. But I mean another. Unless not the greatest Miracle from miracles – our planet which we have named the Earth – with its sky, the sea, a land, with its woods, fields and the rivers, with its huge, diverse, bright and motley world? The LIVE! Magnificent, multi-colour and sanguineous. Which part are also we. And each hour, every day this life – a gift.  >>>>>>>>>

Jury Tosik, Olga