How to measure the growth of a soul?

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

« I am not a body endowed with a soul, I am a soul, a part of which is visible and is called a body "

Paulo Coelho

We do not think at all about ordinary things and what is in front of our eyes. It would seem that there is something interesting in the world around you, by which you walk every day. All the same faces, all the same streets … Genesis, in a word. And meanwhile, in vain!

When working on my miniatures, I want to make the reader look at the rain through the eyes of a child. Indeed, with all my conviction that the world around us, the world is not ours, I, nevertheless, often wonder at the creative principles of Nature, but the main thing is the inquisitive mind of a person and the genius of his thinking, if he takes up the matter with his soul.

Architects, musicians, athletes, and we are military people, are doomed to creativity and the search for truth. What is your surprise, friend, when a grimy miner takes a guitar, and it responds to him with a bright love for music? And what about the gray-haired general tending roses in his area? A pedant engineer writing poetry? Finally, a polar explorer feeding a polar bear with sausage through the window of his house. Moreover, the wife is standing nearby and, as it should be for a fighting friend, is she serving “cartridges” - thicker slices of doctor’s sausage? And all from the heart, from the heart. You won't immediately understand where these people are real: now or in everyday life?

The soul … A strange and unknown state of the human I. Everyone has heard about it, everyone knows about it, everyone consults with it, and does it hurt for many?

Let me ask you a question, reader? Where do you think the soul is? Someone will wrap their index finger around the head, the other will run their hands along the entire body, and the third will point to the heart.

At all times, people have been looking for what makes a person alive. Breath? It is logical. After all, the dead does not breathe. Based on these considerations, many peoples placed the soul or spirit in the chest, abdomen, head - in the parts of the body that are involved in breathing.

However, even without blood - what kind of life can there be? - the ancient Jews reasoned and believed that blood is the bearer of the soul. This opinion is still held by Jehovah's Witnesses. “For the soul of every body is its blood” (Lev. 17:14), they refer to the Bible. And they resist blood transfusions, believing that a particle of someone else's soul will enter with it. And in vain, sincere conversation has not yet been canceled, as well as the kinship of souls.

The Eskimos, knowing that damage to the cervical vertebra leads to death, placed the soul in it. And in ancient Babylon, for some reason, they believed that the most vital organ was the ears. There they gave place to the soul. What do women like there? Ears like? Don't argue with women, they know better!

Attempts to weigh, measure, describe the soul have always been made at all times. So far, it has only been possible to determine the weight of the soul, but there is no single conviction, since there are a lot of discrepancies in the experimental data.

1915 - was described a scientific experiment by the American physician Mac Dougall, who tried to determine the weight of "that unknown, which is called the soul." The purpose of the experiment was to "catch" the fluctuation in a person's weight when he dies. Measurements have shown that the "soul" weighs 22.4 grams. But modern researchers, using more accurate measuring instruments, have received different numbers.

Doctor of Natural Sciences Euge-nius Kugis (Lithuania) found that at the moment of death a person loses from 3 to 7 grams, which, according to a specialist, is the weight of the soul.

Researcher Lyell Watson of New York University received slightly less weight. During his experiments, the dead became lighter by 2.5 - 6.5 grams.

Something similar is recorded during sleep. In an experiment by Swiss scientists, 23 volunteers lay down on hypersensitive weighing beds and fell asleep. At the moments when a person crossed the line between reality and sleep, he lost weight from 4 to 6 grams.

Which one is right in measurements? I think everything. Indeed, in the Russian language there are the concepts of GREAT AND LADY. Judge for yourself, do all people have the same weight? So maybe so with the soul?

That's what the reader, I have a proposal for you. What if we also try to measure the soul, yours or mine? With weight, I somehow did not think of a measurement technique, and I am not equipped with such a technique, but God did not offend me with height - exactly 2 meters. Unfortunately, I don't know your height, so let's take me, if not for a standard, then for a guinea pig? Ha ha ha ha! Good rabbit, you say! There's a whole boar here!

Well, well, the boar is so boar. It's not the first time for authors to change their guises. Apparently I will have to crawl out of the bag, like Gogol's Cossack Chub, in the hut of my own godfather, remembering what a sweetheart his natural zhinka is that fights with a poker.

- Chu-chu-chu! Have I played a nice joke on you? I suppose you wanted to eat me instead of pork? Wait, I will please you: there is something else in the bag, if not a wild boar, then probably a pig or some other animal. Something was constantly stirring under me. Is it not a soul, reader?

I happened to spend the years of my youth in Leningrad. I studied in the best closed-type bursa in the world, under the watchful and somewhat annoying gaze of the company commander. Hey, chicks of Petrov's nest! Let's honor a minute of silence to Major Mikhail Ivanovich Goryainov, our glorious company commander, who with all his heart hated the disorder in the barracks. Those were good times, especially when the dog was on watch, in the dead of night, at the post of the day. You are standing at the bedside table with a telephone and a company book, and in front of your face is a board with combat sheets of 5 platoons (what the hell did we not write there to get rid of the major?). To her left, just behind the bas-relief of Lenin, is a drawing made by Borey Morsky (platoon of Yura Miroshnichenko). The figure shows St. Isaac's Cathedral, among the common people Isaac. So he will help us measure the growth of the human soul.

I owe a lot to Leningrad. Perhaps he is for someone St. Petersburg, but we, graduates of 1982, remember him precisely as Leningrad. Of course, I could have taken another cathedral, since there is a myriad of them in Russia, but my filial duty to the city of my youth, whose real name is Jupiter, tells me to salute this glorious temple. He remembers me as a cadet, then as an officer, and now the general takes off his cap at the entrance to the bright temple. Bow to you the creation of the Rus, bow from the whole Russian heart.

I write a lot about Peter-Jupiter. I told that this city was founded by George the Victorious, that Peter and his descendants only restored it after the catastrophe, explained what Isaac really is. I have a cycle of miniatures on the theme of Peter and this one, his continuation.

I really want to enter with you into the bright temple of the Sun, into the Christian temple, dedicated not to the little-known Saint Isaac, but to the Supreme God of the Slavs Jupiter or Rod, but we will stop in front of the doors with our headdresses removed, since it is Isaac's doors that will help us measure the growth of my souls.

But first to the palace square! From the Nevsky Prospect, and under the arch of the General Staff, marveling at the whims of the architects who made the bend of this street, and such that the square can be seen only by stepping under the canopy of the arch. In fact, all this was not done in vain, and our ancestors built everything exactly as they intended, despite the fact that then there was a century of 14 or 15. So all these Rastrelli, Montferrand, Voronikhins and Betancourts were simply not born yet. So, none of this was built. However, this is not the topic of miniature today. Let these words of mine be an announcement of my future work, but even in this one I will say a few words about what kind of construction the Winter Palace is and what kind of houses it is surrounded by. You see, reader, I already wrote that this square is an exact copy of the Constantine Forum in Istanbul. I managed to solve her riddle, and therefore in this miniature, I will call a spade a spade. And to begin with, I will say that the Sierra Nevada mountains in the USA are translated as snowy mountains. Therefore, without going into details (wait for a different miniature), informing that this palace is not Winter, but Ice, and the Neva is Ice River. I will add another interesting thing to the story: the famous celebration of the wedding of jesters in the Ice House, in the time of Anna Ioannovna, is not at all the event that historians have so colorfully described. In fact, it was a mystery and a tribute to the ancient epic of the city. The same epic that is now passed off as Roman history. There is still a lot of work for me, so I ask the highly esteemed Romans and Romans to allow me to enter with you into the square where the Nevsky Palace rises, with the column of Alexander Nevsky (here he is with the wings of an angel on the top of the pillar, with the cross handed by the Romanovs and the spear they have selected, but still striking a snake). Meet the reader, before you is the HEAVENLY YOROSALEM, the one described in the Bible. And around him is Jupiter or Babylon.

No, the author did not go crazy with the joy of communicating with the reader. Since I said the announcement, then the announcement, since I have not yet figured out all the sculptures of the Hermitage standing on the balustrade of the building. And without this, it will not be possible to lay out a complete cosmogony to the reader. I will only say one thing (again as an announcement) - the word “hermitage” means “seven heavens”, and this is how the Slavs represented the invisible world of God the Good. I will definitely tell you about these SEVEN floors of the Hermitage and even show the reader where the Most High is depicted there. Everything has its time. I spent the summer with benefit both for myself and for science and for the reader.

In the meantime, let's leave this building and the column alone, we ourselves will go to the right to the ATLANTS holding the portico-balcony of the New Hermitage. I'll make a reservation right away that it is not the newest of the main building and I also found its name. However, with all due respect to the Atlanteans, which my colleagues and I have also installed, I am not going to them, but to those sculptures in the niches of the building that have recently been hastily restored and replaced with bronze ones. I'm afraid they didn't do it in vain. Of course, it was worth removing the zinc originals from the street, but the accuracy of the statues should be entrusted to an authoritative commission, and not to a competition among St. Petersburg artisans "who is cheaper and faster." However, I have not seen new bronze statues, but my suspicions are quite reasonable. Let me explain: as soon as my assistants scanned the inscriptions on the statues and determined that they had been killed, restoration began immediately, or rather the replacement of the idols with "copies" made of bronze. By the way, we simultaneously "rang out" the Atlanteans. There is no doubt that this is not a stone, but geopolymer concrete. Atlanteans were cast right on the spot and at their feet, from the middle of the pedestal to the level of the knees, there are metal pins. Judging by the analyzes, these are several copper rods twisted into bundles. They work like a spring. Many thanks to the St. Petersburg Criminal Investigation Department for assistance in the study.

However, back to the idols in the niches. Today I will not say who is depicted on them, although I know for sure. For example, Daedalus, with his wings removed, certainly could not have been there during construction, since he built the Moscow Kremlin in the 16th century and his name is Aristotle Fiorovanti. The new Hermitage will be older than the Kremlin. For a couple of centuries for sure. I'll just take a sculpture or two and explain what they mean. And I will install one of them as a visual example in a picture for a miniature. Perhaps both will work (I'm not strong with photoshop). In any case, I recommend the reader to find these sculptures on the web. Not difficult!

So: Smilis and Onatas

The first sculpture is depicted as patronizing a certain woman standing at her feet. Such a petite woman. The idol placed a hand with a scroll on her head. The second sculpture depicts the same man, but at his feet sits his exact copy, but a smaller one, which reads a book, or rather a scroll, exactly like the one that placed the first idol on the woman's head. The idol also patronizes its small copy. Please note that in one and in the other version the same proportions are fully observed.

Well, the reader, can you guess or suggest? I see, I see that you are close to solving the puzzle of these statues. But we have broken our heads enough. But for this we are, to bring the truth into the light of God.

It reads like this: The first sculpture is called "YOUNG", and the second GREAT.

The woman standing at the feet of the first idol is a sinful soul ruled by a large body. Why a woman? Well, then her sin was the first. Therefore, in mythology, woman and sin are one and the same. I repeat for dear readers, in MYTHOLOGY !!! That is, cowardice is when the body is larger than the soul and dictates its own rules to it. That is, when the body protects the soul.

The seated figure with a book is a body engaged in its development. In this case, it is under the auspices of the soul. That is, before us is the sculpture "THE GREAT SOUL". That is, the moment when the soul is much larger than the body, since it develops creatively.

I repeat, the proportions are observed and are approximately 1: 4. I hope the reader now understands that all measurements of the weight of the soul were correct, because the soul can both be exalted and descend.

Eh! I could not resist. So be it, I'll also tell you about the sculpture that is passed off as Daedalus, the father of Icarus. But just, mind you, let's stop at it in this miniature? Although I am tempted to lay out what is open over the summer.

This is not Daedalus with wings at his feet. With the wings removed. This is a soul awaiting its transmigration into a human body. The fourth sculpture is a body abandoned by the soul. It differs from all three idols in its face and burial shroud, which is mistaken for a nobleman's clothing. That's right, death changes the face of a deceased person. There is no soul there.

I see the reader has intrigued you. When will we measure the soul. Maybe there is a standard? Yes, buddy, there is. Go to the Atlanteans and compare your height with them. All the same proportions, 1: 4, unless of course you take me as a model, which my mother and native troops fed.

… … Where without drink and bread, forgotten in centuries, Atlanteans hold the sky on stone hands.

Millionnaya Street 35. How many years have I walked along you, along the Atlanteans, dear to my heart? What a bad luck? With which one to measure? And you go to anyone, because each of them means MOOD, therefore, with complete similarity, they have different clothes. Your soul will tell you which one to stop at.

Mood is an internal long-term emotional state of a person at a given moment in time. Mood does not depend on any things or human actions. It depends only on the life situation as a whole. This means that minor difficulties are not able to globally affect a person's mood, on his emotional stability. Mood is a kind of continuous mental process that constantly occurs in the heads of each of us. By the mood of a person, we can often find out about the person's life situation, how he feels, we can determine how and on what topics should be discussed with him. The mood depends on what decisions a person will make or how he will react to any life situation. In general, mood can be divided into several basic types.

1. Positive;

2. Negative;

3. Neutral or unemotional.

Well, these are, respectively, divided into three types, plus the tenth - immersion in oneself. Look for it yourself in psychology. Although I have a scientific degree in this science, but I cannot, I read in a small miniature, a university course of lectures on this subject.

As you can see, our ancestors understood the states of the soul. So go boldly to your Atlantean reader. The soul will tell you what you need. We checked on passers-by. Believe it or not, but you will come to one of them, which is right for you. This is the height your soul should be, man. Then you support heaven and God himself.

Indian theories are right that the soul surrounds the body and rises above it if it is not subject to passions, but develops spiritually.

Well, read about it yourself, I think your head is spinning anyway. See how interesting it turns out. There are Roman characters and Indian philosophy and mysticism and mythology. It's simple! All these religions of the world came out of the RUSSIAN understanding of the universe and simply ethnic retellings of the same knowledge. With its additions, names, interpretations and stories of local importance. All religions of the world originated from the Russian Faith in Rod, and Christianity, which gave birth to all modern religions, completely organically emerged from UNIFORMITY. Remember, reader, there has never been any paganism. Early Christianity, which existed even before Jesus Christ, is called paganism. He is not a messiah, but a messenger of God and his name means the Word of the Cross, that is, RODA. The cross is one of the names of the Rod, like Zeus, Odin, God, Jupiter, etc.

Well, now what was promised. Take off your cap buddy. Before you are the huge doors of the ancient Russian Temple of Jupiter, where solar signs are depicted on the entire floor and ceilings. Tell me, do you want to enter this temple ?! Then don't forget your GREAT SOUL. Everything was made for her in the same proportions 1: 4, the high doors of ancient Russian churches. This will be the case everywhere, in Byzantium and the Vatican, in the cities of the Golden Ring of Russia and in the pagodas of China. Because Russia was previously the whole EARTH, our entire planet. The remains of a single empire, its power and buildings are visible all over the world, only they are issued for the works of local architects. No, and there weren't any giants on the planet. All sculptures and paintings of this type mean those stories about which I have just told.

The time will come and church reforms will take place. Everyone will start looking for a soul in their body, pointing out the heart, head, liver. Someone has what hurts, but only a few will understand that any temple is built not for the body, but for the soul. And his task is that even if you came to the church with a little soul, trembling, seeking and oppressed, you simply have to leave it with an exalted soul, holding heaven and grateful to Good for the revelation. The churchmen have deprived the world of all this, having defined the soul within the framework of your body. Any temple is just a place for the exaltation of the soul, but there is no freer dialogue with God than under the open sky, and there never will be. Any temple only imitates nature and tunes the city dweller or villager to revelation. For which they take money today. The same 10th Atlas.

Today all of Leningrad is attributed to the genius of Peter, the zeal of Catherine or the cares of Alexander. The Montferrand and Betancourts, the other Samson Sukhanovs, who appeared with stone cuttings from "Karelian granite", were invented. Let that lie! Do you understand, official historians, the grandeur of what was created on the Palace Square and around it. Look, though you are at the symbolic bundles of willow branches with hatchets in them. He's all over the area. Whatever you called them, whoever didn’t stick into their hands. Vaughn and the papal legates go with them. And the fact that this is the most ordinary Russian FASHINA does not reach you. From her and the word fascism, which you are idiots, slandered and given to those who have nothing close to him. Remember the malacholny academicians from history, before you are not the signs of the power of the Roman officials, but the fascist signs of Russia. Explain?

To this day, ravines are strengthened with bundles of fashin of 23 willow branches. So the willow grows faster and takes root. And the ravines do not expand, that is, there is no enmity and boundaries. FASCISM is simply an ASSOCIATION, LINKAGE, COMMON CASE, COMMON STATE.

Eh you Montferrand unfinished. I am ashamed to look at you historians. You eat the national bread, and you yourself spit into the soul of this people, into their great epic, they quit smoking, because you are afraid to leave the chair for a smoke break; suddenly, who will take in your absence.

Drones!

By the way, your Montferrand was never Montferrand. In fact, in Languedoc Roussillon there are the ruins of such a castle, the owners of which were vassals of my ancestors. I checked, none of the de Montferrand, have never been to Russia. This family was completely destroyed during the Albigensian wars of the Pope against the Cathars - Russian Old Believers, warriors of Russia, who stood in castles built by them, throughout the conquered Europe. Whom did you pass off as a representative of a glorious and honest family, crooks? If you had fallen into the hands of the real de Montferrand - you would have died on a stake your worthless bellies!

Bettencourt is the same. With Voronikhin and with Sukhanov "dressed in granite" Peter - even stand, even fall !!! You have been digging the Kulikovo field for centuries and not a single clue, while in Moscow on Kulishki, everything is screaming about this battle, at the confluence of the Yauza-Nepryadva and Moscow-Don. Do you even know that in Slavic, DON is just a river. And Quiet Don, is it Quiet River?

And the 500 stonecutters from your reference books who cut 10 Atlantes and polished them to a shine? Yes, on the Millionnaya and Hundred with cars you can't disperse!

I don’t know what you think, reader, but it is high time for law enforcement agencies to tackle this historical world. And send their stones to the Karelian Isthmus, and build pyramids! Just pick up the parasites, on a large pile of rubble. Geopolymer concrete cannot be mastered by them. If there is no fat in the head, meat on the butt will not help.

We often repeat the words about Faith, Hope, Love and their mother Sophia, not knowing a lot what the word Sophia itself means. Meanwhile, it is to this mother that the most grandiose temple in the world, the biblical temple of Solomon - Hagia Sophia, Al-Sophie is dedicated. What kind of saint is this, for whom temples were built more magnificent than the temples of the Savior himself and his apostles?

The answer is simple. From the ancient Slavic language, the word sofia is translated as wisdom, and written with a capital letter, it means not human wisdom, but the Wisdom of the Creator - Holy Wisdom - Holy Sophia. So this Temple of Solomon - Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent in the long-forgotten Yorosalem - Constantinople, Troy, Byzantium, Rome, Constantinople, Istanbul, Kiev was erected for her. These are all the names of the same city standing on the Bosphorus-Jordan. Byzantium is Kievan Rus, and not what is now passed off as it on the banks of the Dnieper. Over the years, people have forgotten that something very important about Vera, something that our ancestors perfectly understood. Humanity has been living in deception for 500 years …

Slavism - the chosen people

The people of the great Testament.

From hour to hour from year to year, He is prevented from remembering this.

"Is Torah-y" weaving a deceitful net, Like delusion and delusion, A noose has settled on my neck

At the cost of meanness - seven forty.

Forgotten ancient epic

A magnificent Temple in ruins, Where, instead of Lik, there is only a picture, Where Shem rules and Ham serves.

People do not know the holy scriptures, For his noble work, From the Vatican to Israel, They lead according to an alien Bible.

The Khazar city is named a shrine, The capital of Kievan Rus !!!

And every Slav is obliged

Believe the Kiev devil.

Temple of Solomon - al Sophia, It has long been forgotten by the people, And the place where the Messiah suffered

The Levite covered with a veil.

Bosphorus in wide water, He took away the holy pain from his wounds

Flows under the mournful mountain, Having lost the name Jordan.

Istanbul suburb Galata

Decreases the tower of Christ.

But Israel is full of gold, But, there the conscience is not clear.

The wrong Christ was given to Russia, Her people betrayed Christ, Became deprived, angry, wrong, Other places are now honored.

Remember! The truth is on the Bosphorus.

Our Savior was crucified there, Water leaving the Russov sea

Carries His last look.

Do you long for Truth and God?

How do you get them, When from the threshold of the Father, You are wandering into a skillful lie!

Forgotten truth, forgotten!

Untruth rules among the Slavs!

She is famous by birth

It is for those who are drunk at heart.

It's time to put your mind into it.

Himself to remember, son of a bitch!

And out of slaves with the shame of a warehouse

The Great Slav revolted.© Copyright: Commissioner Qatar, 2016