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Tales Written by the Dying in Awe
Vysheslav Filevsky
© Vysheslav Filevsky, 2018
ISBN 978-5-4490-9909-9
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Tales Written by the Dying in Awe
Vysheslav Filevsky
Preface
This book is by a Russian-speaking Brazilian author and contains short stories and fairy tales for adults. They are about the grace of love and awe of the great Inconceivable and its creation. They are also about the way that consciously fostering these two ideas could create a universal world religion of consensual reconciliation. But who on earth earnestly wants that?
Foreword
The author asked me, his friend, to write the foreword to his book.
Feeling myself highly flattered, first of all, I praise his commitment to start and his ability to finish this work, which is a philosophical and psychological one that reveals his sensitivity and knowledge of life.
The author is an idealist.
The well-selected artwork is expressive.
The author is a true friend of the Russian nation and a native speaker of the charming Russian tongue, a language as rich and motley as the people who created it.
– Pedro Sergio Lozar
Belo Horizonte, Brazil, June 2015
Legend: Introduction
My spiritual experience is only mine.
But perhaps its representation
Will amuse a bored reader.
In the spiritual space surrounding earth, I would say there exists a bodiless, omnipresent spider. He encounters every soul with a cobweb of words, notions, and ideas. In this way, he objectivizes heaven’s will for humankind and the earth. This is why people comply fully with their predestined fates, leading their histories to their completions. They keep performing them involuntarily. These people are inhabitants.
Following its divine fancy, heaven loves some souls more than it loves others. To them it grants the right to thin the spider’s cobweb and communicate with it – with heaven – directly. There are very few such souls. On earth, they are despicable derelicts.
The souls that make the cobweb thin are busy with loving worship of inconceivable heaven. And they obey destiny – that which is written about them in the Book of Life. Such souls, as well as the souls of common inhabitants, make no impact on the march of history. Nothing can prevent the wreckage of civilization, the destruction of the planet. After all, everything born must inevitably die. This is the way it is determined by inconceivable heaven.
These parables, which were told by an old hermit and recorded by me, are stories about souls worshiping heaven with love.
Author’s note: the pictures accompanying the text are available free on the Internet.