The fireworks in Moscow on the day of the Victory Parade June 24, 1945
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THE WITNESSES:
Alexander Dugin, Ed. Reid and Ovid Demaris, Otto Weininger, Peter Chaadayev, Nikolai Gogol, Pushkin, K. Dawson, A. Block, Filaret, Metropolitan of Moscow, Vitaly Tretyakov, Leonid Kornilov Denis Tukmakov, Daniel Andreev.
"Nothing is more closed than the basic premise of "open society.
It is open to any sort of party, but not inside.
And that does not move inside, remains in place. More precisely, it is the backdrop for something else that moves through or by means of it."
(A. Dugin).
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"THE BANDTOWN" (Las Vegas) Ed. Reid and Ovid Demaris:
Generate money prostitution as well as rotting meat nourishes maggots.
Where the easy money out there and the public woman - this is the essence of the case.
The logical sequence is as follows: where a gamble there easy money.
Where easy money, there prostitutes.
Where public women, there extortion and drugs.
And where drugs, everything, everything.
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"Should recognize the genius of a man who lives in a conscious connection with the world as a whole. "
(Otto Weininger).
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"The people of sins but the king will beg, and the king of sin, people do not detract." (a proverb).
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Socialism will win, not because he is right, but because his opponents are wrong.
(Peter Chaadayev).
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Russia should freeze, otherwise it will rot.
(K. Leontyev).
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Call out, in the form of a strong lyrical appeal, to the beautiful, but slumbering man.
Drop him from the bank board and scream out loud to save your poor soul.
It is already far from the shore, already bears and bears his tiny tip of light lunches are, dancers feet, daily sleepy intoxication.
Insensitive clothed flesh and he has become a full flesh.
And absolutely no soul in it.
(Nikolai Gogol).
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Fortunately can only sympathize with the very noble and selfless soul.
But it is a great happiness ... "perhaps," as Rabelais of heaven or eternity.
(Pushkin).
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Deism of the 18th century was a mere shadow of Christianity.
He retained a number of key provisions of the Christian: good faith in the Creator, the idea of an omnipotent Providence, are built all in the best possible way, the basic precepts of Christian morality.
But it was devoid of mystery, supernatural content.
For example, the moral law, devoid of ascetic and spiritual elements, degenerated into a practical philanthropy.
Divine Providence into a mechanical law of nature.
Hovered over all this theory of progress.
(K. Dawson).
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The ramp has a line of fire.
(A. Blok).
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God anointed Cyrus to fulfill his destiny and restore the chosen people of Israel, of the divine thought.
That is to say, anointed spirit of Cyrus even before one has made it to the light.
And although Cyrus does not know how and why anointed, driven by secret anointing makes it the kingdom of God.
How powerful anointing of God! How majestic God's anointed! He is a living instrument of God.
The power of God goes through him and into the universe is driven by a larger or smaller part of the human race to the great goal of universal fulfillment.
(Metropolitan Filaret of Moscow)
The AG: "As you can see, Negative, the question here is not about the sacraments, and the anointing of God's kingdom of A GENTILE.
On Predestination OVER!
The same can be said about the "anointing" of Joseph.
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THE CERTIFICATE Day 120th anniversary of Joseph:
The correspondent of the TV channel "Culture":
Really great Russian literature is in the past, along with censorship and totalitarianism?
Vitaly Tretyakov, (while the founder of the award "Anti-Booker"):
Judging by the results of this year - yes.
As a reader, I would choose the great Russian literature with censorship, totalitarianism, Stalinism and anything else instead of the unbounded freedom of verbal expression, which exists today and is not able to give birth to great works.
(21 December 1999).
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Stalin is our everything as well as Pushkin.
The two poles of Russian culture.
What is, in fact, Stalin? Hard and brutally purposeful pragmatist, considering the state as entrusted to him the history of the geopolitical system. Needs to be improved to the level of an ideal state where the happiness of the state power people's happiness.
If Stalin were alive today, no concentration camps, of course, would not be.
Stalin knew of bounds in his own country and in the world for each historical epoch.
(V. Tretyakov)
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We hotheads not we will turn
At the immortal Suvorov Alps.
We in the West are like the smell
Our bodies, the buried alive.
Grandiosity was too tough,
And now these teeth on the shelf,
And walk Baikal wolves
Ta the deaf tract BAM.
Not a wink of shopping malls
Those rows over which the banner.
And Fatherland thrown us
Under the protection of billboards.
Why should my people calmed down,
Writing out as churches, fences?
Our ancestors could move mountains.
As for us, God forbid hold onto them.
(Leonid Kornilov).
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And I am Gavroche of the Soviet Union,
I am the son of the regiment, broken in battle,
CIS me your like shoes, narrow,
I'll stand barefoot for the truth.
(Leonid Kornilov).
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In the veins of the peoples of Russia, a truly royal blood flows: the intersection of such blood groups, skin color, eye shape, nine-tenths of the world's population can only dream of.
Coming this mixture, we were Russian, do not become a mestizo.
Russian boiler still digesting: a thousand years to digest it Polovtsian and Tatars, Central Asians and Balts.
If it dumped megatons of incompatible wastes, and melted amazing, very strong ore.
Russian gene is burning hot star: feeling a huge attraction, dozens of nations fall within the scope of his magnetism, trapped in orbit wildly pivoting wheel of fire.
Millions of Belarusians and Ukrainians have blood of the Russian. And this is the pledge of our union soon.
Hold on to us, we will bring you through the apocalypse of the third millennium!
The greatest expanse titanic projects, construction and tremendous social upheaval is not allowed to ferment Russian blood.
Nowhere and never in the history of mankind there was migration of peoples such as the one that to this day, the fading, the flaring up again, has been seven years is carried out on one-sixth of the land.
Movement of the Cossacks after Yermak exceed Great Migration beginning of a new era.
And an unparalleled feat of the Soviet people in the Great Patriotic War, when for the first months of the war, ten million people moved to the rear of his hands, in the evacuation and a half thousand plants is unlikely to be repeated by someone else.
Russian space is a gigantic land, and in a variety of his word is not certain.
This pristine paradise. This field of the Lord, in which we were introduced not for recreation, but for labor.
Work is in the population of giant, not trampled by any edges. In the cultivation of these open spaces.
In converting them into ourselves, into the noosphere.
Paper we have broken with the Republic of the Union will never be able to reach third geopolitical speed to overcome the attraction of Russian ...
For our work we get gifts.
First and foremost a gift is all of our precious land that has stolen not us, but adopted and sheltered.
We stick with it, we are infiltrated her. And here, in the northern part of Eurasia, available now on Russia alone.
Another gift is the new languages and nations, gathered in the new Russian ethnicity.
We talk to the skies on as many dialects - some certainly will order the desired language that opens the door of heaven.
Another meaning, inaccessible heap Europeans:
Russian space alive for as long as people live on it.
Without eyes human world is dying. And so it spurs us that we did not work hard, diligently continued to remain in it: grind virgin soil, plow Taiga sea, swim in the Arctic Ocean. Explore the desert and mountain peaks.
Mad our plans for a reversal of the northern rivers is better than the current lull and complete cessation of activity.
Russia must boil, so as not stopped its internal motion, not frozen her veins.
(Denis Tukmakov, 1999).
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And with the legends of the Late Rome
From the prophecies in the days of unrest,
Are all mad, the indomitable
Challenges of Estuary to the hearts cling.
This whistling wind blizzard,
This bubbling over centuries hops
In our infinite bitterness
And in the madness of the Bolsheviks.
In whom will light another spirit
Tomorrow he is all fire?
Only hear: it is buzzing
The impending expanse without milestones.
(Daniel Andreev).