Per Aspera - Per aspera ad astra.

   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   


   (Рег aspera ad astra (лат.) -
"Через  тернии  - к звёздам". Здесь, упот-
реБляется как символ поисков Истины.

   (Так  и хочется сказать: "Истина где-то
рядом", непрада ли? ;)).


 Hello, dear readers!

   I am Alexey the Third, the presenter of this section
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Also, it would be interesting to see here
Vladimir Cheprasov  from Dnepropetrovsk.
(Vladimir, ah! Why aren’t you writing?). (For chi-
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   And today, I present to you the...
Kaz-Byl "House of Fire" by writer Dmitry
Loginova.  HeWas published in the magazine "Chu-
des and adventures" No. 3 2001. Maybe someone
I haven’t read any of you.


 DMITRY LOGINOV

                      Writer D. Loginov
                      continues to share
                     with your impressions
                        about the Russian North,
                     its ancient secrets and
                       primordial beliefs
                      about optimism and wisdom
                         grow his people.



 FIRE HOUSE

                  TRUE

   I noticed him a long time ago, when we
Tikhon Arkonov stopped for the first time
lived in a small village near a river
Smardy.  When I looked at him I remembered
expression "hut on the edge." It seems that it’s not because
Bushka in the forest, but at a decent distance
from the rest of the village buildings, enough
nom, so that his specialness would be felt. Yes and
the mere fact that he stood on the outskirts did not allow
It was difficult to confuse this house with any other.
   Old... His Logs are black. Intricate
and Impeccable taming, such as I have previously
I haven't seen it yet. They represented a runic
carved ligature. The foundation of the house was laid
rumen moss-covered boulders - and with this alone
it was completely different from an ordinary hut.
All this createdthe feeling of centuries,
passing over his roof...
   And the roof, by the way, was squat and on
four slopes, like the Tower. House dimensions
They weren't particularly great, but meanwhile he
made an irresistible impression of something
solid... Seems to stand alone
fortress Tower. And they called him in the village
fire. This could not fail to attract attention.
niya, and once I asked Tikhon Arkonov,
when we passed by:
   - Why did they call him that?
   - And tell me that Vasilko is still in it -
“They’re calling, I was talking with fire,” Tikhon answered.
   I almost tripped when I heard that...
what an answer. Vasilko or, as they called him
village residents, Vaska Lesovkin, - it was
the last Ket great shaman. Deceased,
as local legend said, four centuries
ka back.
   Four centuries... So that’s how long it’s been a hundred
it's this house!
   - So what? Neither time nor fire before
haven't taken it yet?
   - Well, would the fire house burn down?..-
flashing his squinted eyes, he smiled at
Tikhon's answer: - A fish with its own bone
won't choke. And as for time... You
Noticed that the house was built in an unusual way? His os-
The new cage is a regular cube. And not enough
that oriented to the sides of the light
that (these are all the reference huts here). He,
note that it also rests on an unshakable func-
damente so that it stands perfectly level. And
his roof is not ordinarygable, and -
correct pyramid.
   - Well, so what?
   - Properly built, it lasts a long time.
That's right - that is, according to the law of the golden se-
readings.
   - I realized what would work here, as I called it
Tikhon, played
 An endless matryoshka doll. And asked:
   - But there must be some kind of o-
explanation.
   “There’s always a lot of this good,” he smiled.
Arkonov, I read, for example, this: “Radioes-
thesis of a certain form of internal organization
early space slows down local
speed of time flow within this form
we."  Said, in fact, no more than I
told you. But it’s twisted in such a way that Bud-
Then there would be some kind of explanation here.
   - However... it slows down?
 - Well, you can say that. Unwittingly
here you will think that for this house,
Perhaps the river of time flows more slowly.
Much around is changing, coming and going.
dit, and he stands... He Was before the times
Lesovkina.  When there is no village...
what is there - there was no borrowing...
Then, it means that on these Shores there is
only King Fire.  And since then they have been walking
legends in the surrounding lands about serpents og-
who are playing in the night sky, playing a trumpet
flying in...
   - But there must be someone behind the house -
swear?
   - Well, of course. They look after who needs
edited. Grandfather lives alone here in Taiga, he
comes in.  With His Blessings and I sometimes
I look in when passing by. If you want it, so do itLet’s come in with you, sit and have a conversation with fire -
I eat.
   I even stopped involuntarily. Arkonov
leaned against the trunk of a pine tree near the path
and looked at me calmly and expectantly
look.
   - Of course I want to! That's just... After all, we
Christians are with you. Talk with fire...
Reminds me of the zeal of fire worshipers. And not
Is all this paganism?
   Arkonov laughed cheerfully, so loudly
that Squirrel, frozen, was between the branches
looked at us, hurriedly rushed
up the trunk.
   Paganism?  That's what paganism is all about...
true to the land, believe me, it never happened!..
Cool, you can’t say anything, they wove a tale
Armchair smart guys! Tea, the Germans still have to pay...
lo, who are against Mikhaila Lomonosov int.
they rigged... The pagans are, I’ll tell you,
all sorts of cannibals in the pampas! However,
not only in the pampas... The pagans are right-
it is fair to call everyone who is ignorant of the Triune-
Mr. God.  And if the people have knowledge that
There are many gods, but God is one... and not
only in general there is One, but specifically there is
Three-One... then it will be nothing
not paganism. And it will be Vedism. Pagans
but, I repeat, these are those who the secret of God
They cannot understand the Trinity... You know,
By the way, what example do they use to explain this?
secret of the fathers of the Christian Church?
   - ?
   - But... Fire!  From him both Light and
Warm. And these Three are not one and the same, but
essencethey have one. Or, in other words
church, they are inseparable and unmerged
us. The smart one understands...
   “We, Russians,” Tikhon returned to use.
popular topic, God has been understood from time immemorial as the Triune
and His name was Triglav. So on this one
Vedism has always existed on earth. Yes he is now
yes. In every temple on the throne in the altar
lies the Veda of the Vedas - the Holy Gospel... And how
is this word translated: Gospel?
   - Good News.
   - And Veda is the News. Information about
that God is Triune. With the Gospel meaning
ancient Russian Veda, on wooden tablets
nyh still written down, everything is easy to open -
Xia.  And also the hidden meaning of the Avesta per-
Sidskaya  Yes, and in the Eastern Vedas, if with
approach with gospel knowledge, easily dissolve
there are intricacies about Atman-Brahma-
on... After all, we and the Hindus are of the same root.
About six thousand years before Christmas Xpuc-
their ancestors came from here, from this land,
what the Indian Rigveda talks about in many different ways
works... With the Gospel even in Ju-
In the ancient Old Testament the grains can be separated
from the chaff.  Although there are grains, let's face it,
There will be a little, which he repeats more than once,
impartial, New Testament...
   - If the pagans worship fire, - th -
Tikhon says further, “then they worship him
as creatures, no more. Like the one that is roasted
It eats or warms. And those who know all things
when they saw the cross behind the fire. The weapon is
five, what, transformedFeat of the Savior
(Celtic Veda from time immemorial called Him
Ecyc, and ours is Jesus, or DazhBog), made
barks with the weapon of salvation.  Eight-pointed
Life-giving Cross... Eight lights and
they always burned around the image of Rod,
life-giving.  And therefore the fire was called
cross, and women in labor - fire-chairs. And
from those times the word kresalo remained - og-
nivo. And the ancient prayer to the Honest Cross is not
accidentally likens: “like wax melts from a
fire, so let the demons perish on behalf of the people
Those who beat God and sign themselves with the sign of the cross
with joy and saying: Rejoice,
Most Honorable and Life-Giving Cross of the Lord
day..." And this prayer begins: "Yes
God will rise again!" And the ancient word “resurrected”
"nut" literally meant "to burn." On
Easter - Holy Resurrection of Christ - and
ignites, descending from heaven.  Fire at
Holy Sepulcher.  From this Fire they kindle
candles and lamps in churches around the world.
There is no temple without a lamp and a candle, that is, without
fire.  And the fact that the Resurrection of the Son of God
(Lamb) is marked by Fire (Agni),
the Vedas have predicted from time immemorial.
   Arkonov stopped on the creaking wing-
I was in no hurry to get the key. I had to
I should also dance. Considering a durable soul
I noticed the front door: the key didn’t seem to fit
what. There was no well anywhere to be seen. On fo-
not dotted with intricate script, the alignments are
sharedonly a ring on a screwed-in pin
re.  And this massive door ring was
cast in the shape of a thunder wheel - ancient
about the shores.
   - Where will the castle be?
   And for some reason I suddenly realized that I would hear
in response:
   - Those who know how to lock do not need locks;
he who knows how to tie does not need a rope.
   Tikhon, stepping back slightly to the side, showed
hand on the ring. I took it on. Sweating
zero.  The door opened very easily and even
Without the slightest creak. Behind her there was darkness.
   We didn't even have time to walk a few steps
along the path of light coming from the opening, like
it began to thin out. She faded away and
disappeared, leaving me and Tikhon in the dark.
It was behind us that the door closed.
   She closed herself. While still ka-
There was some light, the eyes managed to discern
There seems to be another door ahead. Darkness, in
which we now find ourselves, hid
something like a canopy, the inner compartment is
building, like a fenced-off porch
temple.
   I wanted to cross this quickly
space, get to the secret
the heart of a house that attracts with an unusual secret. And
I walked forward blindly. And immediately about something
tripped and hit his knee painfully. And
remembered in our hearts the most ancient female
profession.
   -  No.  Just a sack of potatoes. You
You flatter him! - Ti responded kindly
hon, pretending to say what I said
the word had the character of a definition. Althoughon
in fact it was just a torn shawl -
new interjection.
   - It would be better to give precise definitions, -
Arkonov added, as if by the way.
Or none at all.  But there are people here
right: the word is not a sparrow, if it flies out - you won’t understand -
waving.
   If I knew my teacher worse,
true, I would not have reacted to these words
no way.  I would define them for myself as
something like a kind of speech inter-
metiya, only very lengthy. I thought
It would be that they were said simply so as not to console
cut the thread of communication. But I've been talking for a long time
with the teacher.  And he noticed: in a manner “as if
By the way, he sometimes reports things
key to understanding many things in this life
neither.  And, apparently, this is his calculation. If
the student is ready to perceive, he will perceive. A
If you’re not ready, it will fall on deaf ears. It turns out
It’s too early... Arkonov loved this topic
ignore the proverb: bring a horse to water
you can, but you can't force her to drink.
   But in this case I felt
a horse that is thirsty.  And therefore
asked:
   -And what do they say: he swore and said
Are you feeling better?  What are the definitions here: steam
I would like to lower it, “don’t write down the negative”, like
psychologists say. And the people notice-
but: if you swear, all evil spirits come from those
Bya will bounce back. The evil spirits are afraid of... swearing
ryat. Or are they lying?
   -They're lying! - Tikhon laughed, sitting down
on the same bagwith potatoes. He was present
but I'm glad that I demanded only a little
the topic he labeled. And he expressed his approval on
his usual manner: settled down, located
wanting to talk.
   - People noticed, - so on -
Tikhon said. But is it correct?
shaft?  Yes, it happens (but not always,
mind you);  if you swear - evil spirits come from you and
will bounce off. Just... not because she's Bo-
is available.  It’s simple: you paid tribute to the Demon -
well, he took the bag with this tribute and
went with him away from you. Got mine -
Why should he be even further away? Next to you is the top-
hide? The evil one now demands what he received in
take your pantry and put it in the black book
write down the receipt so that, damn forbid,
Forgotten.
   - Well, is it really a tribute to the Demons? - doubted -
I am. - After all, it’s just a word!
   - This is the tribute. Cursing is a damn thing
pray. The word is not “just”... Ska-
It is clear: in the beginning there was the Word. And the Word Was
God, And the Word Was - God. And here’s another thing to say:
but about the Word: it was all... So
foul language is like an inverted cross
Satanists.  All sorts of swear words are a tribute to the devil.
And a very pleasing tribute to him.
   - I see... But what about
let off some steam? So that there is irritation in the soul
didn't accumulate.  Not left in stone
sinus.  Maybe for the people after all
is it not a sin to swear?
   - For the people, maybe notsin.
If anyone does not have the opportunity to win
By and large, then, God bless him, let him pop
tries to at least bring the party together with the evil one
draw.  There is little hope for this, but... Mo-
Well, in the case of those who don’t understand, this is true
better than carrying a stone in your bosom.
   - And for those who understand, they go out, there are other
what way?
   -  Eat.  What are we going to try to draw?
reduce, if in principle any Demon can
make checkmate. After all, the Bes is cunning, but not
wise
   - How is that?
   - And like this. No need for good warning
the gift given to you by God through the presentation
you, distill into extra steam.
   - What kind of warning?
   - Yes, at least this sack of potatoes...
who warned you when he got under you
legs, that the opportunity has increased for you
trouble.  And if you don't take action,
It will be bad for you. You would thank him
say, a bag. Yes, and the God of the Small Bla-
thank you, the sennik, who is now ours
hospitably provides the territory and
so happy that things would happen well
our Conversation, cozy. (He, the sennik, is
DoBroy is making a note now, but he could
Would...) And most of all, thank you, of course -
but neither a bag nor a hay canopy. A Togo, Bla-
Thanks to Whom the hay, and the sack, and we
then... and in general everything - Bysha.
   - Yes?  Well, so what am I talking about dusty
warned by the bag? - not without irony
I am strong.
   - About that.  As soon as youAbout this bag
stumbled - there was no peace in your
to her soul.  I went to the hay barn - not with the hay barn
said hello. As if it’s not God, but empty
place.  (He doesn’t need much, Sennik.
Mentally nod, bow to the threshold - he and
satisfied.  Yes, it’s useful for you too. It's not easier that way
Forget: you cross the threshold - from the world to
you'll give away the world. And every world has its own clothes
needed. In which fig leaf, in which -
spacesuit.) So here it is. You're in a hurry, you have peace
no... but today we are talking with fire
Let's get together! And if you were like this - how
hit by a dust bag - he ran on,
Yes, and I would have tripped... let's say, over a red-hot fire
horn? And I would have hit him with my pretty
physiognomy, for example, in the "house of the wise
chicken"? Believe me, after this your physio-
nomy would forever cease to be sim-
pathetic.  Here, the bag is about this
dupredil.  And you, instead of looking
figure out what's wrong with you, get better, yeah
and thank you for the good warning
say, you attribute it in irritation,
an object of quality is not at all characteristic of it -
new!
   - Yes... There is something to think about here, - you -
I needed to agree. - And yet, Ti-
hon, what are you doing - every time, spot-
repenting, do you thank God?
   Meanwhile, the teacher answered, not at all
emphasizing that I was saying something absurd:
   - What about it? As soon as I stumble or
something else - right awayquite seriously
Mayu: what's wrong with me? What is this from?
I have received a warning not to
What's worse happened? And - thank you Bo-
ha.  These are the two actions of your internal
the first man is Besu the real Shah
and mat. Not a foul-mouthed one, but a Thankful one
Demons are actually afraid of God!
   By this time my gaze has already adapted
He fought towards the darkness of the hallway. In what before
it seemed like pitch darkness to me,
clearly the outlines of objects. I saw not-
a high door, as if buried in
lintel.  And the black silhouette of the ring, screwed in
invested in her.
   No well, no bolts...
   Arkonov It was as if he read my thoughts. (For
to follow with a glance It was impossible to sum-
cancer.) He said:
   - Yes. Try.
   I stood up and pulled the ring. But the door
didn't give in. And it didn’t even creak.
   I got ready to push harder.
   -  No.  If it didn’t open easily, then
won’t open at all this time,” he said
Tikhon. And, after a pause, he added quietly
and as if to himself:
   - OH doesn't want to.
   And I didn't ask him about
who (or what) doesn't want. But instead
said something (and it turned out somehow sweat-
zealously and even a little pitifully):
   - Rejects?
   - When OH would reject, so OH would be with us
He didn’t even let you enter the hallway. Doesn't reject
but simply says: it’s too early - you still have to teach -
If you need it, you will be healthier.
   - And why?study?
   - Peace. Don't fuss, don't lust, don't
worry...
 - ...And don’t worry now! -
I couldn’t see Tikhon’s smile, but
for some reason she introduced herself so clearly
me when he added this. - After all, something
Today you have already learned.
   - Yes! Without a doubt. There are no conversations in this house
They will be forgotten... Then, leaving the house of fire and
After walking a little through the evening forest, we
Tikhon went to spend the night in the hut to his
friends with whom we have stayed more than once.
But the story didn’t end there.
   ...In the dead of night I walked along a well-known
along the path to the fire house. Don't ask
having sat down with Arkonov.  The moon shone unusually
really bright.  The road was crossed by winding
thick rhizomes.  Shrouded in darkness
revya, as if merged into one
Formless, Immeasurable being, poured out
a moving wall.
   The owl hooted. In an unusual manner, what
I had never heard of it before. Each
a dull and heavy “uh!” was perceived as
heartbeat.
   And finally I saw the house. He was on ok
in the fog, slowly flowing into the lowland.
Standing in the middle of this slow flow, in
About the deceptive moonlight, the house reminded
lonely mysterious Tower.
   For some reason I wanted to quickly
press towards him through this fog, and I accelerated
steps.
   Then lightning struck.  Huge as
Endless dazzlingtree.   Co
starry and completely clear sky. Or,
on the contrary, into the sky from somewhere inside the house.
   For a moment, all the Logs were illuminated in it. When
the stones of its foundation and glass are small
Some of the windows turned completely black.
   And so my consciousness captured this
one moment.  Wood burning with coal light
Dry stains of Logs. Scarlet halo around
squat Tower. Zigzag blind-
a growing stem above the roof, extending into
starry emptiness...
 And the next second, I thought, lightning-
The new trunk will disappear. And it will remain in front of me -
It's just a burning house set on fire by lightning.
   But none of this happened.
The lightning barrel - yes, disappeared. But the Tower is about
should have glowed, revealing a wondrous ma-
purple lace of shining tree hairs
con... And there was no flame. And flowed
There's fog in the lowlands. And the stars were shining...
   I froze, contemplating the house of fire. And me
more and more embraced by some kind of delight, like
passing fear.  And this delight-and-fear
as if he were unfolding, pushing out the
yeah... And I...
   ...woke up.  Sleeping Arkonov breathes rhythmically
lounging on a bench, stretched out on wolf skins,
rah. I stood up and scooped up the bell with a ladle.
desiccated water from a bucket.
   So, it was just a dream. I gave to myself
this is a clear report. However, absolutely not
There was an impression that this (that I
I see around now) - the present, otherwise -
no. And for myself I still can’t answer
answer this question: when - in a dream or
in reality - did I really see the house of fire?



              * K O H E C *

A.III>  Tikhon Arkonov is an intelligent person, and
what he doesn’t just say. When he speaks
tells his companion about a bag of potatoes
- he’s right, of course. Judge for yourself: how much
since we get irritated by touching corners and spots -
repenting "out of the blue"?. And the unclean one gave
linen He himself was a sinner. Arkonov is VERY right!
   Ancient Slavic Vedic faith from
not paganism at all, and the Slavs themselves, in
particulars of Rus, much older than VIII -
9th century, as they so forcefully hammer into us the teachings
nye men. And Tikhon Arkonov is right about this.
   How was it really? If you want
nah - read the "Book of Veles" in translation
Alexander Igorevich Asov. There's a story in it
our ancestors is conducted from the 20th millennium to
AD! From the twentieth!!! "Ancient" civilizations
licked Europeans are still flying through the trees
gali!  ;) Just kidding of course. Now it’s clear
Why are Westerners so up in arms against "Belesova"
The book." They have her almost like a Nazi
beamed, and along with her Yesenin, Push-
kin, yes Tolstoy. More nonsense for me to read
I didn't have to!
   Well, I digress...
   But what else can I write... Everything is clear.
Good story. Thanks to the author!

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