On the Wings of Hope : Prose

There is a switch in a dark room, but is it so easy to group it in the dark ? The switch is high up, and man is small from a birth.

There are a lot of things which you will inevitably come across in darkness. They seem much more terrible, than they are actually.

Each of us has his own room, plunged in darkness.

It is possible to accept a dark room for a native habitat and to take out judgments about world, without seeing. A simple way for many is the most attractive.

It is possible to grow gradually, and to touch walls consistently, sooner or later having come across the switch. But not all of us are given that much time.

It is possible to try to grope it, being small, and to put a finger in the socket. Not everyone is capable to endure painful shock being received and furthermore to continue searches once again.

It is possible, moving exclusively instinctively, to upraise hands upwards and in a desperate jump to turn it on miraculously. How many people possess such inborn instinct ?

When the switch is found, the darkness dissipates, and the room appears in its true form.

Those who stayed in darkness for too long bright light could blind for a while.

It’s never possible to put the joy of those awakened into words.

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As your own "I" is being dissolved, you start to hear the music of the heavens.

Personal desires and ambitions deform it, but are not capable to force to break off.

The one realizing his true nature becomes a tool for music.

The Awakened One, travelling the path of Existence is the source of the purest sound of stars.

29.09.2010

To the People of Now

Accident

And so you are reading these lines … an accident? And how many there were at all in your life?

Here you were born absolutely casually … Your mum somehow accidently happened to meet your father, and thus they have decided to give birth to a child - too spontaneously and casually, as you might have guessed. Don’t you accidentally remember how all this once began?

You have casually arrived in school, accidentally graduated from the institute … Your life was full of accidents totally ridiculous and even inconceivable and not predictable beforehand at times. Take, for example, this happy - casual? - coincidence when you have met your future girlfriend one early spring morning on the crossroads of two pathways, when each of you was slowly moving somewhere by the street. You lost yourself in contemplation of her and practically haven’t noticed how someone has accidentally left a cover of an opened manhole directly in your way … And then she along with other men helped pulling you out of this fetid hole. This was such an unusual acquaintance … Subsequently it has appeared that both of you worked for several years in different departments of the very same company, yet have never before met each other on work basis … strange, huh? And then you - well, certainly, accidentally, - started writing her verses, giving flowers and made a marry proposition once.

And once - do you remember? - in a fierce winter day you have completely quarreled with your parents and was thinking of abandoning your home. Was aimlessly wandering city streets under roofs of buildings, and giant icicle has fallen just a pair of meters before you, haven’t hurt you by some sort of a miracle … another accident? And for how many times did you happen to avoid similar deadly dangers subsequently? One after another - and all totally casually …

And for how many times did you accidentally have in your possession a thing, necessary for others; a remarkable and useful idea came to a mind all of a sudden; you appeared to be exactly in a proper place and in due time? And how many times your acquaintances and friends appeared to be near you so timely? Accidentally you managed to find new worthy and familiar friends … Haven’t you accidentally forgotten all that?

And what about this sky, funny cloudlet-lambs, this sun caressing your skin, this wind pulling out your hair, these snowflakes slowly falling on your tongue … does all this happen exclusively by accidents as well? Let’s take at least these mentioned snowflakes - did you ever see their beauty? With what probability are molecules of water, freezing, capable to constantly create such freakish and surprising forms? And have you had a chance to behold clouds similar to animals or, say, a heart in form? And did it happen that a recently cloudy sky near you suddenly cleared itself from clouds and sunrays started shining through formed gleam - shortly after your inner mood improved before the event? Or do you still consider these entire thing happening casually and accidentally? Or perhaps you still have no knowledge of something vital and most important about this world you live in?