In the 18th century, a plague came to Ossetia. From 200 thousand Ossetians there are 16 000 left.
There was nothing to oppose the plague. The doomed gathered with whole families and went to die in cities of the dead, in pre-prepared family crypts.
note 2 :The black Suprematist square is a work by Kazimir Malevich, created in 1915, one of the most discussed and famous paintings in the history of art.
Note 3: Researcher V.F Miller in "Ossetian Etudes"
speaks of the beliefs associated with the perception of the afterlife by the Ossetians: "The Ossetians have a belief that the souls of some people leave their bodies while they sleep and take action.A trip to a mysterious area from which happiness, harvest and disease are brought, especially on the shelf... People who ride there on New Year's Eve, the so-called burkuzauta, sit on the best, strange horses that start coughing after the trip, or on people while they sleep, after which these people mourn" [7, pp. 454-455].
On 1 September 2004, terrorists took hostages in school No. 1 in Beslan. A total of 1,128 people were taken hostage, most of them children. On September 3, explosions took place in the school gym, the hostages started running out of the building and the school was stormed.
the white balls went up into heaven the angels followed.
three days without water or food.
personal observations : on this day, September 1, 2004, I'm going to school for the first time, like these kids. But I don't remember anything except my mother crying at the TV all the time. My mother is also from Beslan city.
Ever since you drive from the airport to the city, the car slows down when the angels appear on the horizon. There are angel statues on every grave here.
Beslan children who survived and came out of the burning school are silent. In our courtyard of an apartment building in one summer there was a boy, someone's friend. Silent and wild-eyed. Beslan. He said he would never go to school again. I think he kept his word.
Prt.3 MUSIK . redemption .presentiment .reflection. FREEDOM
In the Ossetian epos of Narts, the origin of dyuuuadæstænon fændır is associated with the mythological hero Syrdon, who became the first rhapsody of the Narts. According to the legends, Syrdon created this tool from the lives of his children, whom Hamyts cooked in a cauldron in revenge for the fact that Syrdon stole his cow.
When Syrdon came home, he began to take out the bones from the cauldron and was horrified to find out what had happened. He made a son of a harp from the humerus (bazyg) of the son, pulled twelve strings from the hair of his mother on it or lived his sons and sang to her sounds, sobbed about his grief.
dyuuuadæstænon fændır in the epic is a symbol of the Union of the earthly with the divine. The story of Syrdon is the story of a father who grieves for his lost children, the story of a man who in remorse and pain showed the purity and height of his soul, forever immortalizing the fandyr he created. And his music-music-sorrow, music-purification.
The creation of Sound turned out to be a saving act for him: “The crying of Syrdon and his playing the harp shocked even the harsh Narts. They forgave him all his past deeds and accepted into their midst as an equal person. ”
The ability to create is probably what distinguishes a person.
A prophetic gift, intuition - that is what geniuses really differ in, you can meet where there is waiting in the air.
And a child, a girl of 11 years, a month before the terrorist attack in Beslan writes a poem.
I'll go over there, over there.
Where everything is and where everything can be
I'm tired of waiting any longer,
Because it's so complicated.
I've got a ticket to heaven.
And it's going to get there soon.
On the first flight, I can do it.
It'll be a little easier...
Aza Gumezova, August 2004
21st century plague coronavirus is trying to equalize people. But not everyone agrees with the rules.One of my acquaintances in my childhood, a singer, was so captured and so moved by the music that his heart shone like a hundred suns. He turned around and felt the need to share this heat, otherwise he could burn himself. And along with music, he began to help his people. However, not everyone liked his desire to make the world a little better. His fire burned too brightly and prevented the greedy and cowardly. A simple person needs a hero. BUT this is not a fairy tale but life, so for another five years you will not see my friend. BUTprison is not an obstacle if a hundred suns in his heart burn. And flush up even more. Freedom to Vadim Cheldiev!
Prt.4 The death of the NARTS!
I bring to your attention one of the myths of the Nart epic.
All their lives Narts have been valiant in battles. They broke the strength of many rapists, and there was no one to measure for their strength. Sirdon asked the Narts why they should not measure their strength with God. On the advice of Shyrdon, they began to ignore God, so that he would appear to them for dialogue. And the God sent them a swallow asking why they thought he offended them.
- Why should we discuss! - said Narts. - This case has long been discussed. We served God for a long time, but he never even appeared to us. Now let him come out against us, let him measure his strength with us.
Uryzmag passed everything to the swallow.
A swallow flew away, appeared to God and handed him the words of the Narts.
God again sent a swallow:
“Come back again and tell them: if I master you, then what do you want: that I completely uproot your clan or still leave you bad offspring?”
Once again, a swallow flew to the sledges, told them the words of God. The sleds looked at each other and said:
- If he wants to eradicate our family, then let it completely eradicate.
Some unreasonable ones spoke:
- What to be without offspring, it is better to at least have bad offspring.
- Than to leave bad offspring, it is better to remain completely without offspring. Why do we need eternal life? We do not need eternal life. May he give us eternal glory.
And all the sleds agreed with what Uryzmag said. Then God was angry with them, sent Uastirdzhi against them, and cursed Uastirdzhi:
- Let your one-day labor give you no more than one bag of grains.
And so it was. And how many kopecks of bread will not be threshed by narts per day, but more than one bag of grains does not work. But the narts were smart, they thought about it and began to grind in a day only one fading, which was out of seven sheaves. From every seven sheaves, they began to receive one bag per day, and from each sheaf ten bags.
And as before, their life passed in satiety.
God found out about this trick, once again cursed them, and their fields remained eternally green in the sunlight, and they became mature and fit for harvest only at night.
When the narts came out during the day, the bread was all green. Then they tried to reap at night. But as soon as they approached the cornfield, immediately mature bread turned green.
Narts again on the trick. They put huts near their fields and in the evening they went there, armed with bows and arrows. They put on bifurcated tips on the arrows and fired arrows at night on ripe bread. They cut ears with bifurcated tips - and these ears remained ripe. Now, when the narts were grinding bread, they did not separate the stems from the grains, and they ground all together.
So they lived another year. And then they said to each other:
- Well, what are we doing? After all, we ourselves agreed to God: it is better to die with glory than to lead an inglorious long life. Then each of them dug a grave for himself and rushed into it. Thus came the end of the glorious narts.
Prt.5 Do not close your eyes
We feel hundreds of looks on ourselves for life. In this whirlpool of life, we encounter each other's views. And the moments in which nothing is pronounced, but is said through the eyes, are the most intimate and truthful.
«Look at us with a loving look. We were just like you and you will be just like us»
this inscription was made in Dargavs in the city of the dead.
to look with a loving eye means the same as blazing suns in the heart.
Million unanswered questions. But in fact, I was only worried about whether you can stay the same or not.
