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          A book of famouse journalist Maria Karpinskaya is an attempt to connect a world of imagination, or a private world of person with real world. This attempt has succeeded. Today on a border of times and centuries this surprising and magic book gets out. Surprising because it was written by a Woman who has past a colossal way of her soul.
             And why is she here with us? Evidently we will learn it slightly later, for the moment let's go, dear reader, to her Magic Country, where all what is written by her suddenly (or not suddenly) begins to become alive. Ahead to meeting with a Teacher who through her father's figure passed us his knowledges of the World, Earth and people on it.
               Ahead to her ship, where all of us are passengers, inhabitants of planet Earth! Smooth sailing to you!

A winner of the All-Union and International variety competitions, a winner of the International festival of actor's song of Andrei Mironov, an actress of "The Modern" theatre.

Valentina Ignatieva.



Author: Maria Karpinskaya.
Translation: Maya Nikolaeva.

The ninth chapter of the book:

Мария Карпинская. Открытая книга детства



Did you wanted howl as a blizzard,
If it's gray, sickening and farflung,
Cover a gloomy slush,
As if with snow by oneself?

Fall with pure-cloudiness on dullness,
Sprawl serenely and boundlessly...
You at least once wanted to take as a wife
The purest Queen of Snow?

To kindle her in own embraces,
To kindle and become for her a King,
That pure light would be for two of you
In the white would be only you together.

That dirt would remain far,
Behind woods, behind mountains, behind the soul,
To live freely and easily,
Despising dullness and peace.

Did you wanted howl as a blizzard,
If it's gray, sickening and farflung,
To disperse, confuse and lull
Those who can't be a free blizzard?

If you want - means you are live,
Didn't mope from a sad dullness,
From a blind rationality without wings
And from memorials for the deceased.

I know, after will be a lot of dirt,
Greasy as if devil's ointment,
But at least for winter stay as Snow Prince,
After peacefully again - in dirt.

Vladimir Oxikovsky


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Я отрекаюсь от этого мира ,
Странник корабль летит в мир иной.
С собою беру только лиру.

Самые древние знания об истории человечества и вселенной читай в откровениях Марии.