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Verses and prose
of Maria Karpinskaya

The spell about Russia

By the Pike's Will.

To you Speaks the Living Soul,
All the Nature give Pardon,
Message brings to those alive and spirits.
That the Earth is Living!
On Sound all the natural Phenomena
Are filled with on Penance.

According to the pike will,
According to my desire,
With Marya Clever,
Lets do all the work
As it was done ago.
With Russian folk tales
With jokes and jinks,
Sometimes with kvass,
sometimes with water.
On the bay mare,
We will drive for water.

Crush the water in a mortar
We will day, we will night.
We invite to that water
Those who serving our Ma.
And stepmata-evil should be banished...

Hey, Ivan, you drink from a goat's hoof,
You lie in the bottom far.
Didn't get you gold's barns.
Stop drink from the goat’s hoof,
Stop you listen the donkey pooh.
And you, Alenushka, arise,
Sensitive heart don't crush.
You, precious, don't cry,
Your tormentor say goodbye.
The Word let him down -
For him ready a chopping maw...

In the midst of our yard
There is a frosen mount.
If you come here alone
Hands and feet will all over.
But I’ll leave that hill —
Not gonna be ill.
I will mow the grass,
Chevelure unbrushed.

You mow, mow my scythe,
So all eyes get sighted.
To make of memory a treasure
Expell all the rabble and fetor.
So that maiden gets born,
On a winter night with no doss.
Listen conscience,
Stop eat dirt.
So that brother Ivan
Realize hype and lie.
From the moroc would fly.
Hero spirit get hitch.
On a viburnum bridge
Far away would see
Vanity, lie and void avoid...

On the currant river blilliants burn
silently speak
Russian sayings, secret narrow paths.
There is a Trojan Path,
I'm free from fatal now.
Speaking Russian to the past,
You and I will open to a Future Gup...

So Marya the Clever
With the seers and vedas
Long atonement waited,
Will leed you by secret door,
By Spells not by chance,
To the vowel sounds and occult,
To open all voile cults.
I turn side the streams and rivers
People will hear.
The dirty swamps,
As if tales of Fedot...
He, of course, Fedot
But Fedot not.
But if Fedot not,
In black stone got.

I remove the pain and boredom
In the dry gray brown board.
In the blood of animal,
In the eyes of pavitra,
In 77 joints, in 77 bones,
Fear launch on anaconda.
Drive all luna.
Will I find secret door.
Cat Bayun will be my bro
Blow the mem redheaded Noon.
Cat Bayun wide doors will soon.
Will wipe from words I age-old dust
And glue the cracked thoughts aback...

Author: Maria Lilith Karpinskaya.
Translated into English: Maya Nikolaeva


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Я отрекаюсь от этого мира ,
Странник корабль летит в мир иной.
С собою беру только лиру.

Самые древние знания об истории человечества и вселенной читай в откровениях Марии.