Fairy tales for children and adults


Pine cone

Sosnoviy lіs spіvaє, to rustle, and a small lump, without wriggling in on the trees, turned around. Vaughn fell into the first vidchula land. Спy accept it here. Land stіyka, wanna walk on the streets of the, mnіshe, fun and і tsikavіshe.

A lump on the ground and thinking: why did you fall in and why did you indulge?

I didn’t bring up my dreams, if I fell asleep when I slept with the snowboard and slept the whole winter. Winter її nakryla kovdroyu snіgovoy, і lishi prokinuvshuyus їy, I wanted to shake a bright light again.

Having taken all her strength, she began to drag herself to the light. It was not easy, that all the diligence did not bully the marnimis. And the children didn’t bargain with a couple of greens, which is a joy to life. The green eyes were walking on the third and quietly playing in time with the song on the third and the board, reaching out to the dream, the lasting plin of life.

Prolunav quiet smіh, і first of all, the promise of the sun has reached to the ground. Quietly and enchanted stood a little bitterly and dzvіnkim rossipom drope smіyalasya. Scho viklikalo smіh? Vidchuttya beautiful - around the wonders of beauty and beauty. Axis of the darkness of the mountain vіtayut puhnasti hmari. The axis of the quiet rіchka zaglischala pіd promіnnyam Son. And the axis і lіsovі zvіrі viiшлиli on the water. In harmony and comfort, peace and joy.

Squish your eyes and try to beat the miraculous beauty. See yourself and welcome everything to life.

Kim bula tse little istota?

Who tse buv, yak ti gadash?

Tell me and write.

 

Різдво

Qia is a parable, vіrnіshe little buvalschina, is told in order that it was possible not to hear the rumors, and to show it. Mova pіde about a quiet evening і small іільський Budinochok, about yogo meshankіv.

Evening Chuti quiet rustle of herbs. Tse viteretsi spіvaє їm his koliskovu pіsenku, and mіsyats syayuchim sickle viziraє s-for hmar. The weather is gracious, and the weather is full of light. In the small, quiet Budino, the vognik was lit up, and all the bags ran together in one place, to the hooded people, because they looked at it.

Ale who? Yak ti gadan?

Prochini quietly do not open the door and go to the house, more suitable for quiet, you can find out.

Whom are you bachish?

Who is there?

Is chi bachish a little child, wich wikє capture and zakhoplennya from all present? Usi nadієyu і radіstyu marvel at what is new. This trima is happy for the mother, given a glance to you, looking around, caressing and loving, and using the rozgladayuchi yogo.

Who is it, new people, scho came from tsey svit?

Will Kim Ti be?

Will you be happy and happy, good and fair, just like that to lie with you, before yourselves?

You can change the connection, you can live in the vastness of the new living, everything is coarse and vital.

Look at the sky. Chi bachish b_logo ptah, scho fly? Win fly to you. Take yogo and say: “I take my heart and everything, just live with Nyomu. I live on the Earth in love and love with us, living here.

Peace to everyone!

Hai to renew the invisible link through the love of the living creature on the planet!

I live in harmony

Quitka

A glance of the best and laskaviy fell on the starring creature of the Earth. Nizhna diva garna kvіtka stood in the oteschennі posester. Пї pylyuski bulls rozhim, і svіtlo sonnya robyil ёх promenistimi.

The dew-speck flashed with a diamond rosip, and overflowed with color. Svit komakh with joy taking part in the life of svitu roslin.

Marvel at the respectful duzha on a quick note, the growth of the commission. Ti bachish, yak naprochud beautifully zablena won? Yak pelyuschki prikrіplenі on steblі, yak nіzhnі pilyachki stuck with matochkoy? Kvіtka - alive. Vona diha, vidchuvaє, do not be wrong, yak ti, that's all vidchuvaє. Say a good word - and won the end of his life. Ty forces і smіlivy, і kvіtka, yak і be-yak Roslyn, before you - nezhne th trembling trunk. Postav sobіn power: scho take beauty? І Vistula, vidchuvaush.

Chi vidchuvaєshi, scho vs roslini alive, sco with them can spіlkuvatsya, scho stink you vidchuyvat you?

About Divine Love

Yak viyavlyaє svochuttya sea? Viter? People?

Yak ty vіdchuvaєsh manifested in various forms of life by the love of God the Creator?

Viter kolishe grass, obvіvaє їх, within the same pіdnіmaє of the sea. All yidchuvayut yog nastry. Usd zdatnі radіti life і ідчувати тривогу.

Think, for whom to give life?

For pіznannya yogo. Self-manifestation manifested itself in tsomu svіti. TI priishov at tsei svіt for pіznannya ndu will show your pochutv. One of the head pochuttіv є love і ї ї ї ї ви is a divine love.

What is it? So є Divine love?

Tse can glibokogo samovirazhennya, you can viddachi, daruvannya svoya love, not vimagayuchi new navzamіn. Tse stan delight of great honor, repenting my heart.

What are you feeling for? Celebrating the dignity and calmness, feeling the joy and happiness, if the whole world is in the hands of the bright barmy and the heart of the warden to capture. A little child is so close to her mother, and it feels like she’s going to be lost in her memory, because she knows and remembers that she’s love.

And love is divine - tse those who feel, just to be thrilled to you in the camp of bliss and joy, pacify. Axis vono, spravzhnu haptiya - love all the living and vidchuvati love in vidpovіd, so well, yak vidchuvaє tvorets to his own creativity.

Happiness, joy and bliss are the axis of the fundamental warehouses of Divine Love. This is a great magnet, utterly living on Earth.

Lyubov is the centenary of God the Creator, tse those most honorable, just come to you through joy.

Dream of joy

Once the quiet bird fell asleep and had such a dream. Yaskravі specks of dew swirling around in the rainforest. Lonely little birds sat around on the trees and trembled in joy.

What joy wicked in them? Svitanok, scho approaching. Warm promenade Sontsya - the stench stilled and played. The stench carried Light and joy. Our birdie spun off and went up to the first birds. The caressing exchanges poked, and all at once the stench smelled of the song, the dance of joy, bathing in the warm, sleepy walks.

The bird has gone and kicked, but there’s more than one - the helpless brothers and sisters flew in here to make a show of Sontsya. Smells came to sleep with the hymn to Sontsyu, and the quickest spywak began to play his trills, and they went to sleep with him.

The little bird was always moving around before. Vona was quiet and fearful. Vona fell in love with self-reliance, and she made her dream and a miraculous picture of a svitanka. Vaughn flapped, fluttered and merged into the game, into a number of dancing and sleeping birds. Joy greeted її. Vona slept on her divine song. All the birds listened respectfully. Tse bula is a new song, so in this world I did not sleep anything. The first day the little bird saw himself the most beautiful.

  

Little star

Come on, so high, so high, so the light of the Earth will be flooded far below. And the whole Earth will be a planet by us. We are flying near the cosmic space for a start from the starry, which was recently born. Vona zdaa vitaє us. Vona is glad to see our creation. Wonderful child is gone, little and careless, ale, like a life.

Axis and at a glance the star turns us. Vona just walked up to us on the promenade, setting up the corridor - the line of a white light. First, it is flying along the same corridor, where it can be stored from the empty light corridors.

Yak is beautiful! All vibes and light. Mi chuєmo divovizno lower sounds - the whole voice of the star. We are close to the star, as the next step is to be with the people.

What do you want to say?

Yak to privatize?

Squish your eyes and try to smack our eyes.

 

Biliy kin

 

Wounds. The sight of freshness awakened the horse. Vіn waving his long white mane and beat the fox. I got to the end of the forest, and I looked back at the landscape with a new glance. The axis of the stink, the forest and the field. The axis of the lake, which is vibrant along the walkways of the sun. Kin 'radishly rustled, and the moon rolled all over the forest. I see the joy in the soul, which is imperceptibly new, looking at the foil card and thinking: why the rose card and why is it so garnished? Why does that smell like that?

A new flight of yaskraviy birds. Kin pіdvіv ochі th thinking: where to fly tsey ptah і about ptah so wonderfully sleepy?

Winning a glance at the lake and seeing the bottom of their window. Send me the sound of the wind and think about it: what about the wind?

Having glanced at the field, it looks like a watery surface, and thinking: why is nature so beautiful?

Winning on his hind legs over the edge, radiantly living everything is alive, seeing in the soul of his drowning, seeing his unity in light.

Music

 

Є divovizhnі sounds. Tse sounds of music. The stench appears in the sounds of nature. As you respectfully hear, then you can feel a lot, feel like it is not deprived of the sounds of nature, ale and її moods.

What is music for you? Do you feel such sounds, how did they wink in you with a strong feeling, did they hear you see the drowned love, the trouble and the murmur? The melodies reveal the mood of nature, planets and stars through cosmic sounds.

Є Sleepy planet. Хні sounds are sensitive when they are close to them. Innocent sounds are so beautiful that they want to appear for people.

A mustache in nature has its own sound, don't be sensitive to you. Lice sounds see sounds, also birds. Є sounds of the board, vіtru. Є sounds of the sea. The stench of rіznomanіtnі, like the sounds are quiet calm and terrible sounds of the surf. That sounds of music may sound a special harmonious row, which is the mood. Quiet, nіzhna koliskova song seemingly towards the march. Listen to the sounds of the music, how to evoke the different moods. Try to see how sounds come. How can you see the sounds of the floor, how can you smell the smell?

The sounds of music are composed of the first sounds - notes, like, mozhlivo, like to: tse do, re, mi, fa, salt, la, si.

Hear respectfully the musical sounds and sound, which sound is the closest to you.

 

 Goosebump

 

Lots of parties, and drops of dew fell on the grass. I little goosebump, having drunk the best vologue, prodovzhuvaya its rise.

Kudi yde won?

Shu shukaє?

Vona shukak a wise teacher, the one who saw it. Vona started on her way. Vona shukak scarbi is the knowledge that you brought to your brothers-in-arms, and the stench you can live in a new way, read the children, to be your rich-superior life.

It’s possible to bring a lot of knowledge, it’s possible to bring new knowledge to the world, and it is permissible for everyone to marvel at the world in a new way.

Goosebump like that. Vona took her zeal for joy, and knowledge for the fun of it. Vona vivchala and touched the tamnitsi svita. Vona took everything off her radio. The first time was given by the same time. The axis at once won out the divine relish of the best in science and thought about the trip. The axis of the won’s kicked, like a gloom snapped Sonechko, and when it burst out, it gave a blink. Hi, she wasn't angry. Vaughn thought, more cautious and respectful. Vona came to life in the midst of a new life. The goosebump of the cheek was missed, as a present, the present day. Yake new vіdkrittya zdіsnit won? Vona wondered if she could turn into a goosebump and tell us about those who knew the wisest teacher - Nature. She herself brought forth something rich, she gave great knowledge, having seen her dependence on the Creator's temples.

 

 Elephant and snowstorm

 

An elephant to sleep and sleep: win lita, і uv sn win - blizzard. At a new low, thin pomeranian krill. Wine is a small light blizzard, like a purha bilya of smirking quotes, whispering words to me, infusing with malt nectar.

Oh, how nice it’s to be, ale how small it is, so tenuous and careless! The first blizzard of the world becomes great and strong, the greatest and most powerful. Win the world to glance at the light from the sky, see yourself as strong and can. Carelessly purhayuchi, the snowstorm is so intelligent, great and strong.

Raptom sank like a rustle, and a light dot waking up the elephant. Win vidsakhnuvsya and bump: a whole small and low blizzard touching a new one. Having grabbed the ticket, I flew away in the flick of the new ticket for the travel agent.

- Yak good bootie blizzard! - having thought the elephant, forcibly pidvodyachis.

Dream and soul

Listen to the sounds of nature. Hear and see, why bazah move your sleep ptah? About whispering grass? And what do you see, presenting your valleys to the caress of the Sontsya prominja?

Sonce I will rozmovu with your soul. Vono, yak mother, affectionately ob_ymaє, zigr_vayuchi. Wono yes you are warm and quiet and whisper words of love. It’s a thinner camp, and because of its existence, I can be deprived of it for a blame, I’ll become calm and distressed. Ty raschinyaashya at the sleepy promenades. Ty - is alive the end of the All-Holy, ty - alive is the Creator's sky, and at the One of the Sonce, we can with light, you will take away the power of God, pulsating, alive the messenger.

The dream and the soul are united at the porch of the great sentiments. Sonce daruє, daruєsh і ti. You will share your feelings, and the Great Soul will merge with the human soul. You should be linked to the most penetrating and penetrating spriyatty - heart, and also Sonce - with pulsating breezes in the fire. I’ll hunt my energy for the living souls of the planets.

 Necessity and caress, ale and mice and strength. Dream and soul. A thin, even thin ring between them. The stench is given by exchanges, but the soul is the same for the little Sonce. Vona can viprominuvati Svitlo. There you can see the light and shine with the bright light. Two souls are eager to know the way for spilkuvannya. Two souls can be spilkuvatisya my dotikiv, my intelligence and accessible.

Stretch your hands to the prominja Sontsya and see how caressing little parts enter you, remind you with love. And in that moment, if you have zbagnesh, you will give the Sonce, you want to see you through your heart, through the feeling of love at the sight.

Fire, Water and Fire

Once, Vogon, Water and Power and a beautiful planet were kicked off. Vona Bula is pure and nіzhna, yak Perlina.

- I want to show my strength on the whole planet, - said Vogon. - I will pass in nadra її, and on it I will be able to live a lot of living things, for I’ll save them.

- I may want to become a living vologo, to give a drink and give ruff and growth to all living things, - said Water.

- And I open the divine expanse of adnannya, dikhannya Life, and all living things can see their unity through me, - said Powitrya.

I the planet has taken over, and the stench has become a part of it. Now Vogon, Water and Powers have become one of the planet, which has taken over, the planet, which they gave me the name Earth. The Earth itself is now carrying Vogon in it, being washed by the Waters of the oceans, seas, rivers and lakes, and is captured by the living space - Powers, and the planet itself has become alive and loving, for more life to all living things.

 

Lisova history

In one little fox there is a young bush. I am happy with my life, and I am strong, and only one child of the rose has been covered with beautiful quotes. Ale here, a shvidka flew into the forest and smashed one little bit of shrubbery. Zavalosya, now the life of the bush has crumpled - deprived of the deprivation of his root. That coming spring won all his strength, and at once some steams appeared from the earth. Chotiri gilki winked in quits, but then galaslivy little children arrived and broke all gilki.

Having zasumuvav kushch, once again deprived of the root of the harder and more strongly lost from the new one. In the coming spring, a bunch of brunoks gave a pagon, and from the skin pagon, one strong steamer appeared.

The bush was blooming in a written color, and now it couldn’t be overwhelmed, and the fox, who had grown up, could grab onto it from the dots of the board. Ale then a little child appeared, she got angry at once, all the drinks and could not, because the stench was reminiscent of such a force, but all at once it is impossible to get angry at once.

It’s a drowsy day. Chuti buzzed the sounds of music. Smells appeared through sp_v ptah_v, dzizhchannya komakh, bekannya sheep. Something special. We had two friends on such a day. The stench has not been smelled for a long time і zraіli zustrіchі. The stench was small, they guessed a little bit, but for a long time the stench had begun to break out. Smells took from their memory, help about those hours, if the light of the rule of the Inakshe. The stench remembered that hour, if fear did not panuvav over the soul, there was nothing to be afraid of. Lyudin and the animal were loved one and the same. Tse means that nichto is not shkodiv to anyone, but, navpaki, adding one to one.

How can you tell that a man and a lion have not been afraid of one thing? So, the stench of zustrilisya - a little fellow, purely a child, and an animal that does not know fear, anger and aggression. Vіyna has not resigned yet, and the world is on the Earth.

Who can you realize that the light of living nature and people have guessed that first hour, if the stench respected one of the brothers? Yak brother, Lyudin helped her younger brothers. The stench was entrusted to one, to one, to the other.

Two friends, two brothers, who help one to one. Try to guess, і uyaviti, і turn that wondrous camp, so that you can unite everyone who is alive.

 

Svitle Maybuttya

The gray leaves fluttered quietly, and as often as not, she shrugged off the ruins of her mother, like her own child, falling from us. Bula is winter, ale Bula is even warm. First, in that hour, if there is no light, it will light up in the fire. Tse ignited the fire of fighting. Winn Palav and Palav, and until now were children of the glorious Mother - Nenka of Ukraine. Stinks ysli and ysli, breaking through the darkness of the night. Smells were gone, ale didn’t pop sing, chi on a truthful road they consumed the stench, chi ni. In the first rapt the sky was touched with sleep. Tse vogon ignited the middle of the night, enveloping the hearts of the war with its heat. І in tsyu mit the stench of the sound, kudi it, there is more light in the souls. Stink yshli tudi, in that straight, de bachil sleepers. Bagato they were gone, but you wouldn't turn around. Ale Mati knew about it.

“Oh, goy you, dashing for a little while! Oh, too much, too much, - Mati grieved, - even my children! "

        Ale children do not chuli її. The stench rushed forward, nasustrich in the fire, more awakened by fear, the stench respected, but you cannot overcome your strength and will. Smells wanted to know, which is true in all sorts of light, ala temryava night, like a lizard-man, took them with her, taking a rose.

And Mati - Nenka Ukraina - dabbled in the magazine and snapped her painful song, bachachi mustache. So it was not for the first time, so it was repeated more than once. First of all, Mati was struck down because of grief and pain in the future.

And now, if everything was repeating itself, Mati came to see her blue. The stench smelled a distant call and went to the fires. The first, great Mother, who has lost only one thing - is playing with her hands and being hit in the face of grief, sleeping the mind of the mind. Alas, once, if she wanted to die like that, as if she was over, she kicked a marvelous little bird in the sky. The little clown shrewdly went on and on and was scrambled like a bird. So, the bird of the bird stretched out her krill over her and shot the zahist. I won’t kicked it, but before her there was a little child. Mother prostagla to a new volume and bent to herself. Tse bulo male Yangolyatko. That's not enough krill, it came to Mother in that year, if my heart was in pain. The little child embraced Mater - Nenka Ukraine, and wondered: the child was all the maybut, the child was all those children, who might come into the whole light, the stench might be crying and stay in Her. Bila ptakha over his head was shot by a zahist, she saw ahead, so also Lyubov Batka, bo child, like there is trimala, bulo and Yogo children.

In the dark, we have developed the good news. Half of it did not go out, even the first prominants were poking along the valley, and the child, who was thrown up to her, to the point of getting rid of it, laughed. Wonderful, we clean and clear the little child with a clear look.

- Mom! Will you be light?

- I will, my child, I will. Everything will be, and love will be, and light will be, more vira and hope, like nezlamni, go before my blues.

- Mom! Svitle maybutnє, wono є?

“There’s already here, there’s a lot of orders from you - a lot of yogo. He is bachish, a little tsyatochka appeared - to blush the sky. Take a look! Light projection of its gate. And there ... Oh, childishly, I want you to pick me up yourself, you bachish.

- Mom! Sonce! Sonechko appeared, it’s better not to bach, yo bachu, I’m great and very trim in my arms. I bach the golden disc Sontsya, I wince. I, oh great miracle! Z ny to the Earth, as in ancient times, if the Earth was called Raєm, from the sides of the line and to see more light. Get out from the middle of Sonechka.

- The same light bears love, my child, it came to us right through the dark night, through the great shielding the dark gloom. All my children, who went straight ahead, zoomed out to Temryav, having given them the best of the road, scho mali, are their own life. The stench said: “Come on, Svitlo! Come on, Temryava Nights, like a wild animal, let yourself be! " Ale Temryava turned into a cannibal at that mite, she took my blue, she came to me at that mite, so that she could cleanse my soul out of pain.

- Mom! I have come to you, sob to become your blue, like a matime krila, like to ferment everything, what a temryava took.

Mati grinned, more like a child, wait and see.

- Ale, mum, I am sensible to those who were not sensible to my brothers, - light maybut need to click, click, to that I want to sleep with your little one.

The first child fell asleep:

"Svitle maybutnє, come, come, golden Sontsya us all abouthopand.

Light us with light, turn our pure rose to us.

We will dikhati cleanse the virgins from pure maybutta,

We will be in the light of day, for our share is like that.

We will be shy, inquisitive, tsikavi. All of us, we must spare.

In the grace of the world, the great will has entrusted it with love.

We need a lot of robiti at once, light at the ruins to lie,

І our share of nini is great good to do good.

We crossed all the cordons and walls that covered us with light.

The infection is great and the Sonce stands over us.

We will live like our ancestors lived,ш light

Glorious heroes to the great praceю Let us create a new light.

Amicably and at once in the corral, how to start and live.

We are legions, great and good, - Яngоliv vіysko stand.

Our maybut is firm, unbrokenнf - we will live in goodness.

God the Creator Himself is with us Christmastide, so also hang bily light

Noah, it’s like that, and it’s like that! "

Mati hugged her little baby, kissed and thought:

 "I am cleverer and bright child, God gave me!"

Since 2014r

 

Kazochka about passed

There lived a cholovik and a squad - Veles and Navna. There were three blues in them. If the stench has grown and become archaic good legends - beautiful Yunaks-rich men, the stench of shukati has gone to their happiness in thirty kingdom, distant kingdom - for distant lands. Brothers rose, they polished a native house, a native land. Kozhen pishov shukati his share. One journey is far away - to the place, which for the year the boule was named Muscovy, the other viyshov from the place, the red rychka Ros passed through, and in memory of it, calling this space Beloe Rossiu, and the third one was lost on the birch trees. , vvazhayuchi її glorious mother-zhisnitsyu for new and th maybutnіh sites. Winning at the edge of the city of his own people, his own koliski. The brothers were judged by the skin to know their land for living, with their riches and colors, to live in them, to know their love there, to spread their family in small settlements. The children of the skin of the brothers grew up to be vile people, becoming men and women. The mothers of the Bully are the great representatives of the Muscovy tribes and their own specialties. The children of brothers took in themselves and the strength of the father's family and mother, and all the warehouses of this land, that land, which became his own. I skin coils, skin space The earth has its own sound. Win the form of soul, how to live in a new way. Win open your mind for growing up and receiving light. The three brothers opened their family, made a birth, and a letter - the independent people. I people - the sites of three brothers - are unique in their own way, conceal their culture and their sounding moving, and ninety three different people, who may have one spilny root.

Three brothers went their way from the same territory and went to three different sides, and went to the skin in the same place, like it was very close. One of the brothers is far from pishov. Winning at the blessed mice on the slopes of the Dnipro River, as they said todi, Dani's little children. Win znayshov misce, yak ya especially vouchsafed, ale not knowing what.

And great people - Atlanteans - lived in the whole of the world for the most ancient hours. They could smell a lot, they knew a lot, they knew it. The stench knew and saw how the heart of the Earth was beating in the whole of the world at that hour. The stench knew a lot, the stench came to life harmoniously, to shake the Heavenly Father and the Earthly Mother, with a share, not only your own, but your light. The stench boils good, seekriti, generous and volodya strength, for which I didn’t want to be smacked. Bagato stolіt there not bulo anі vіyn, аnі conflicts, аnі malice, аnі aggression. The stench was blown away by the Radu of wise men - Guardians of Knowledge. The stench itself was the rulers of the whole earth. The first wise men could be those who could make us a marvel - they passed the stone of thought, snapped the bar of negative energy, snapped everything rude, everything that is not good. Їm there was no lure of the pragmatic of earthly goods and the accumulation of material wealth, because the stench of volodya was in everything that was demanded.

You can pass the initiation into the sage through the passage of special life stages - Navchan, and one of the stages - stage of the war. They became warriors, who were playing their quietly and instantly, who stood on the part of the honor and conscience, on the guardians of the people's celebration. The war was trained as a clever, educated, developed specialness, and harmoniously developed in one's soul and spirit. The warriors fought in front of the warriors by force of will and spirit, guided by a single thought of people, who will volody with majestic strength. The first force of the stench was taken away for the good, for the good and for the good and the oppressor of the weak and the unfamiliar.

The stench of their vidminnosty, they saw chubi - dovge hair in the center of the head. The whole head of the bullet is vigolena, and it is in the center, in the dilentsi djhereltsya, the hair has not been tied off, as in any case it is impossible to get a haircut. Tsey forelock symbolized the unrepentant call of people with God the Creator. Tsey chub buv is a symbol of uncertified strength. First, they assigned their children to the people of the nation, as they developed superb health in them.

Aleh came the dark hours - the day changed to nothing, and even the glorious war was filled with zennatska. Oh, the dovirlivism ruined, as a child, naivnost and kindness. For a long time, the earth lived peacefully, did not know the attacks and war. For a whole hour, people have lost the power and quality of development. The stinks of the bully are zanadto vіdkritі і shared with their knowledge, secrets and tamnitsy with them, hto pretending to be dashing. So by the methods of the war itself, the stench and the bully of humiliation. The force, vikoristan not for the good, humiliated the glorious people, but also the whole civilization. The first time the earth drove away in pain and blood. So the great civilization has gone.

That passed an hour and until the cich of the land came close to the svitliy Yunak - one of the brothers. Winning in the place, as the center of the great people of the past race. The Atlantean people knew at once from their civilization behind the law of cherguvannya, a large part of people was drowned, and the insha was drowned in full and spread in the light. Ale yogo was replaced by a new race of people, and the memory and great bounty of the great people did not disappear, did not penetrate, did not sink into oblivion. In an hour on the place of little mother-mother Dania, the settlement grew, and then the place of May Dana, as everything grew and grew. And on the streets of that place, there were lads who grew chubi. The stench began to call themselves Cossacks, for the spat of Ki - Az - Ka - (Ki - the ring with the Galaxy, Az - the God-god, Ka - the Divine soul) - mi, ─ the lyudin, tied with God, with volodya power, do become a god. Itself was wide with the fact that they lived in the new, richly guessed, saw, knew. I that brother, who came and zupinivya in the whole mission, mav duzhe chuttuvu, thin and good soul. Vin buv talanovitiy. І transferring their health to children. All the people have protected the Spirit-Patron, which is like a spouse of a small child, which is also new and good-natured. Ale kolishny tinkles imposed and repeated their baseline of the past. The great army of the Cossacks secured their freedom, looming as a symbol of inoperable will, and in battles it overcame, and when it was lost, it inevitably consumed its freedom, as it lost its strength. This is how the cols sounded, coli оThe Bras of the past merged into the present and the Maybut. A lot of capital passed, and the glorious people spent the whole hour preserving themselves and getting freedom, and having often consumed the pasta - yoma, like a child, they gave a troch of "liquor", and only one "hot", although they were sent to snake the robbery of those who were not.

Will, will - nahilasya ty, like a chervona viburnum, і Glorious Land was confused on dovgі vіki.

The people of the glorious Mother-God-Dani - the life of the Atlanteans - U-K (a) -Ra-Ї-ntsi - the people, who can sleep (Divine) receive, for the Divine help of God Love. Crazy, how the Atlanteans, they wanted to be lost, the protest helped to save their clothes in the memory of the land, in the memory of this territory, they lived on the stench. Crazy, how they were in the middle of them, how they transferred a lot and wondered about part of their women and children, who were able to get to the sea, who could go to the place or named Galilei. There, in a small colony, the sites of the Atlanteans were ruled. Smells often went out of the way, if they didn’t take the thought and didn’t take it out of tame spirits. The stench smelled of the places of Svitla, they called themselves Children of Svitla.

The dummies і there went out, ale the stinks blew their right - slayиKali Christ to Earth. The stench showed Yomu the way to the whole world. The stench helped Yomu with a lot of guesses and pisnati.

ЄMiscya they landed on the Earth. For them, make a go. And the struggle between energies for life, between living forces, which bazhayut and vikoristovuvati. Nine poles of the Earth are rising and approaching to the point of the earth, which was designated by the Atlanteans as a place of strength - the Heart of the Earth. I tse mіsce nini zbіglosya in the city of Kiev. I for qiu point yde fight. For qiu point yde protistoyannya.

If the Atlantians have become aware of the blows, they have brought them to polish the Earth. Ale niny singing part of it is involved - the stench is here. Smell come, play it, play it, kill those who didn’t know it earlier. The stench of rozv'yazati vuzli kolishn_h pardons. The stench may be rich in guessing. In front of its symbol is a bright golden disc of light, and in the center there is a cross and a trident - a symbol of unbreakable will. Smell you might guess your deviz: you can fight and you will be able to, whisper and you know and don’t give up, for you have Divine power! All at once - power! Peace is in one light! Harmony and love, light and good!

I know, as in those old hours, to see Brahma and new era to change the colic, to change one civilization inshu, just once everything has become an impossibility - everything is dark, everything is rude, everything must not turn back on the Earth and Glory and Will,

and all brothers-Ukrainians will be shy about their share.

Know mustache wizards, like dew on the sun.

All here live with love at their side.

We saved our soul and our freedom,

 showed me a brother of the Cossack family.

And zavzyattya, the best shchira proved her -

Even the will in Ukraine sounded like a dream.

All Ukraine was born, droning with steps,

Ukraine Glory and Will lie over the fields.

And the Spirit of Ukraine, which woke up from a dreamy dream, marveled at its old children, who grew up, marveled at all who were born and live on this territory with ochikuvannyam. Win ochіku from the skin rich, win ochіku from the dermal, which is based on the th territory of the Dnipro shores - on May - Dani, - strength and firmness, love and manhood, vitality and hope in those, all the time get involved.

I will be so!

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