What

What would it be without ethotericism?
Revealing simple truths in universe engaged?
Eternal wisdom, freedom of a Buddhism,
A love of Christians, experience of sage.

The hidden knowledge, whispering by God,
The healing energy of golden angels light.
So when you ask, life always gives a nod,
By splashing your potential and might.

Your consciousness is giving you a picture
Of what you seeing, what you meeting everyday,
Your thoughts are making possible to switch it,
Is your spirit...

One sage, who talked with inspiration,
Was asked a philosophic question:
What is our life? A game? Enjoyment? Grief?
Having scratched
His bald patch,
Answered he in brief,
“Frankly speaking, my chums,
Life’s a free-fall jump
From mother’s womb
To the eternal house, called the tomb.”

Очертания вершины теряются среди восхождения,
Но мы с тобой помним, что лучший – путь напряжения,
Бежим от труда порученца как черти от ладана
И ищем Служения, будто бы в нем есть награда нам

Мы спим и видим китов, что на берег бросаются –
Мучительный символ, что где-то зло совершается,
Ведь там, где нет связи – лишь яды, клинки да сети,
Но важный вопрос способны задать даже дети

И вот он волнуется в сердце как флаги от ветра…
Когда же с ответом идет к нам по кромке рассвета
Из...

What Do You Do When Something Dies
A Life Together Has Ended, Your Living a Lie
When Did this Act Become Reality ?
Hello Conscience, Do I Laugh or Do I Cry
Nothing's Ever Perfect
This Is Just a Test
Imagine, Imagine Saying What Can Be Said
Imagine, Imagine Each Word a Bullet 'Til You're Dead
Imagine, Imagine Killing Something Your Love
Imagine, Just Think about Living Inside
Blood on Your Hands, Blood in My Eyes
Blood I Can't Keep, Blood Circumscribes
Blood on Your Hands, Blood in My...

What you mean,
When say that all have already seen?
When you say that is not so terrible to fight
With crowd of memoirs at night.
Recently you simply lay,
But it to leave all how before to try.
But now you became simply a phantom, vision,
Which unique purpose to execute the mission -
To take away my soul to itself,
And it needs to have time to be made to twelve.
Otherwise we will not meet more, and you even will
Forget to what at us was before.

What is there to make you smile in sands of time?
Mulled Wine!
Was gibt es, dass Sie l;cheln in Sand der Zeit?
Gl;hwein!
What is it to make everything able to be pleasantly seen?
Hrdeh Gini!..

What is there to be conscioused?
What is there to be gained?
Anyways, so in Love with your touches,
I am thinking about you again.

What they are searching, what looking for?
Blind stars of wisdom - blind glance of open sore?

They want to hear your human pleads?
When every night you keep repeats
the words for mercy to the Lord,
and every single, branded word
pure despair floating through your throat?

Or they awaits when you smash up
with simple feelings filled cup?
When you breakdown, when you collapse
When you breath out «No more…enough!»

But no, you wrong.
They don’t intend.
They just the stars, they...

What for you infiltrate my dreams?..
You know you're married now
Tied up with wedding vow

Live your life, watch your wife
The past in peace will rest
Good bye and all the best

Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face!
Clouds of the west – sun there half of hour high –
I see you also face to face.

Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross , returning home,, are more curious to me than you suppose,
And you that shell cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, that you might suppose.

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The impalpable sustenance of me from...