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Unmercenaries and Wonderworkers Cosmas and Damian · St Theodota, Mother of Cosmas and Damian

О путях жизни

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Who am I? Where did you come from? Who will I be when I rise from the dust, After the earth finds my body? Will I be saved by the great God? And where will I go - Am I truly destined to go to a safe haven? The paths of this life are long-suffering, filled with grief: Troubles, misfortunes, labors multiply - there is no end to them. There is nothing beautiful in people without an admixture of evil. If only my lot weren’t so hard! Power and wealth are an unreliable throne, pride is empty; Slavery is meaningless labor, poverty is shackles forever. Youth is a bright flash of lightning, a momentary joy; Old age - gray hair, sadness, early departure from life. The winged word is air, empty rumor. Noble Ancient blood - but the boar is also very thoroughbred. Human insolence is beyond measure. Marriage is a tether. Good children are hard work. Bad people are a serious illness. In public you learn evil, in solitude you quietly weaken. Busy with work? Then your mind is tied to the earth. A piece of bread in a foreign land is truly scarce. And the earth It's hard to plow with a plow. If you walk on the sea, you will go to Hades. The homeland is a lost place, a foreign country is humiliation. All we see around us is grief. Fun and laughter - Foam, vision, wind, dew, evaporation, ghost, Ashes, a sea wave, the melting trace of a ship. The circle rotates forever, always bringing the same things, So the only thing that is stable here is the change of hours, Days and nights, births, deaths, pleasures, illnesses, Fast running, successes, miserable falls and troubles. This, O Logos, is Your wisdom: You set in motion Everything in this world is for a person to love Only the unchangeable. Spreading the wings of my mind, I looked around Everything in this world, and in it a mortal is the most insignificant. If there is something that is eternal and beautiful among people, then this is - Our desire is to leave, having raised our cross, to leave; Tears, confusion of the mind, immersed in the search for God; The joy of hope and the light of the Trinity flowing to those Who dedicated himself to purification, who abandoned madness; The ability to preserve the image given to us by God; To live a life outside of life, a different, unspoiled life, Having exchanged peace for peace, bear all the burdens. You might be interested in:
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