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AllatRa by Anastasia Novykh
Cry of an Angel Clad in Clothes,
or Sufferings of a Man with an Angel, in Place of a Soul.
To whom, why am I writing these lines? Most likely to myself. Abiding in a holy place
for years, just twice have I been recognized, and only by the people with a Soul, by
God's will, free from the mind. Man’s mind is a true stumbling stone, perhaps, even a
cliff facing the Soul. One cannot simply go around or jump it over. To climb up over
sharp stones, scraping your nails till they bleed and falling down the slippery ledges,
sweet from the mind; then to get up anew, having regained spiritual strength, and crawl
again... is not for everyone. For it’s so lovely, cosy, sweet and warm at the cliff’s foot.
The mind, from frail pants, creates illusions of all that you may wish for. So long as you
kept wishing. Wishing for earthly love with a blazing hearth, for children to give birth
to, for wealth, or fame - it’s all the same. So long as you kept wishing. Wishing,
wishing, and it will all be given. In one illusion or another, it matters not, so long as you
kept wishing. Wishing! Wishing for the earthly...
"But it's so hard!” cry many people. No, it is not. So many times I’ve put the clothes on.
I roamed the endless roads with just a staff, feeding the flesh with only what I found. I
was a king, for long I ruled over the countless peoples. And every time the clothing
would be tight, the clothes would hamper me and hinder me from living. They’d shake
with fear and get sick, and, like all others’, at first they’d wish for much until I'd tame
them. That wild beast, from whom the dress is woven, fears just his master, just the
Soul. But many fear the Soul more than the beast; the Soul that hinders their lives just
like the clothing hinders mine. I cannot understand such people. To waste the whole
Eternity on only just one moment? What's the point? To suffer in the arms of the beast’s
skin, to serve the pants decaying day by day. So this is life? But life is infinite! It has no
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