Star Wanderer writes. A soft whisper on the lips. Contemporary Prose. Alena Jakelli. Читать онлайн. Newlib. NEWLIB.NET

Автор: Alena Jakelli
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ALL IN FLAKES

      The universe rewarded me with sadness and the sky turned white. A snowflake falls on my eyelashes, framing me with longing. A feeling of loneliness asks me to come in, to talk about everything. I am sad without you. I don’t know why, but my heart is heavy with sadness. I’ll tell you how sad I am without you, and how my gaze is lost everywhere. And no beauty is more beautiful than this innocent beauty. Kissing me today’s bad weather, pretending, still a little. With sadness..

      PURE IN HIS MIND

      And once again the clocks are ringing louder. It will fill this house with sound. And everything that is frozen and gone will surely come back to life in this house. As if there had been no loss, no nervous months of obsession. And my sinful destiny will come to an end. And the prophecies fill my soul before the turn of time. Days and hours and minutes pass. Someone will turn a page in my book. And on a new page for me will appear a man with pure thoughts of his own. The time of life is a burden. Where a lonely man is very painful to be, a man carries a succession of constant resentments. It’s time for gray clouds. They turn the sky gray. And like a heavy burden, they fly over the sky. The river in the distance, the clouds all rush in. Dreams are extinguished and carried away. The clocks are ringing…

      I’M ALREADY DIFFERENT

      There is always a vice in grace and mercy. When you look with jealous eyes And sometimes you think that all it takes is a little pain. But feelings are not subject to time or distance. – Alive. I want to be a living woman!” – the other one keeps telling herself. And no, I have the strength to return, only my thoughts are always with you. I myself took offense and left. And then I told myself to forget everything…

      THESE SEAGULLS ARE BIRDS

      The beckoning distance, the call to “paradise”… Why are the birds of paradise silent? The wild seagulls must be smiling at them. Those above the wave are diving! They don’t like heavenly places. For them, life is a life of emotions. The seagulls call me to be their mate and laugh. They ask me to run from the pier and fly. To flap my wings high. And then they shout that precious word. “I love you!” For all the angels to see and rejoice in my true love. And then start my life all over again. By immersing myself in the wave! The kiss is tender, the look is touching. And romance dances beside, decorating the evening sunset. In the timelessness of positivity at the moment of the resurrection of love. There is a story of circumstance on the stage of life of negativity. An enticing distance, a call to “paradise” where the seagulls cry out.

      THIS SUMMER RAIN

      As a barefoot girl, I ran happily. I didn’t notice the puddles of summer! It’s great to run in the rain. I was soaked to the skin and I screamed loudly! And with the drops on my body, it’s slowly recognizing me. The rain will hug me – so sweet. And I want to kiss my beloved one more time… As a barefoot girl, I ran happily.

      IT’S A NIGHT CAB

      That night in the taxi, I cried. And I thought about how fast we change. The melody of sadness always hurts the soul. – “Everything will be all right!” – doesn’t sound like it used to. The lights of the city streets flicker farther and farther away. “Yes, when will you be with me, my dear?” When I look into your eyes, I feel like you. Eyes, my mirror, you can’t get enough of me! I want to find you and warm myself a little… “I like my state of mind when there’s no reason to be tired. Life is sweet as long as it continues. There is no limit to our perfection. To love and to suffer, to dream until the end. To throw away all the hustle and bustle of worldly days…” That night in the taxi…

      I LOVE YOU

      I love you, my light, I love you for your kind smile in return. I love you for your attention when I am in despair, my tears are streaming. We’ll stay in each other’s memory and we’ll be faithful everywhere. Let sorrow and grief rain down and flash in our hearts, friendship forever. The past is gone, so be it. Only excitement is the way left, there’s no reason for mistrust. I will love the future. I kiss you, you’re my beloved. When I think of the past, I will shed a hot tear.

      AWAY LIKE A BIRD

      She broke free. The same one who, even in the cold, said: “I will live more quietly, calibrating each step,” unconsciously, she soared into the distance like a bird. Freezing with every breath, like a sparrow’s heart. For her there is no familiar road, only a path. On which her dreams and sorrows follow, leaving years of life behind. Ah! Why seek peace in what only seems. She only has to meet the one she thinks of all the time. And he will be her soul mate. “I will live more quietly…”

      GOOD DEEDS ARE SO GOOD

      Good deeds are so good, and sweet moments are always nice. And I don’t want to think of life as a shortcut. Consciousness lives as long as the soul lives. I suddenly wanted to remember, stories from the past, sometimes it is better and right to forget so as not to disturb myself. But I decided to tell everything to my daughter and my son first. Because I try very hard to be honest and fair. There is another world, there is another love. There is a free choice of the will of every human being. He who practices white magic is always aware of black magic. He makes his own choice. There is no good or bad, only your choice. This philosophy is so beloved by one of the followers of the supernatural to understand our world. And quite common in a world parallel to our own. And believe me, he is not alone and there are enough sleepers like us. People are striving for light and good. Man chooses his own place. Free will, similar to similar, equal exchange of energies, everything comes from something and flows into something. Love is the one and first energy of the cosmos from which there are offshoots due to free will choices. But in the end absolutely all souls move back to the source of Light from which they originated. Happiness is available to everyone, program yourself for joy. The materiality of the world is only an illusion from the chaos of the matrix energy, which also feeds on the energy of human consciousness. And emitted codes – ciphers from the outside are processed by a human being and recreate this very dependency, in conjunction with the lower entities from the subtle dimension of the Earth. The most important feeling we earthlings must have is the feeling of losing the importance of material things in life. It is also the feeling of losing the measure of one’s status in society according to these material things. This loss should not cause you fear or panic. If you are calm, then you understand that you are at the highest, decent level of consciousness. At this level you have nobility of spirit, justice, compassion, respect, love, honesty, humanity. And nature is all around you, much more important and right. All this should be remembered and taken as an experience. This experience will elevate you, it will be the most valuable and significant quality of your soul and body. “Peace of mind, the main value that will never appear without a noble life, no matter what edge of the universe you are on. Love to all, friends! Don’t question what brings you joy and peace of mind. It’s so easy when you’re not afraid of other people’s opinions. Just think about it.” Nature reminds us of the eternal values of truth.

      PART II – TORN LEAVES

      A light breeze tore the leaves from the tree. And below, a stream gurgled merrily. The stream beckoned the traveler to drink clean water. Leaf after leaf flew away: “How beautiful, and I don’t have to invent paradise. Only the songs of the nightingale, for some reason not enough? I sit on the bank and I will remember that girl. With sad eyes like an angel in delirium. In years gone by, everything seems like a fairy tale. And my heart still aches as it did before. A stream gurgled merrily…

      – Darling, do you remember how we used to love to walk with you on the shore of the purple sea? Everything was strewn with scarlet shells. Aliana, you danced and were the most beautiful in the whole universe! And what flowers