9. 06. 2020 The love became a power

Yes. I'm in a battle. This is the battle in my mind. I have a good health. And I am now on the course of improving my health. I sleep well. But now I cannot sleep. I must to write. Write the text of my book. I do not know what I will write. This is a matter of my strength. And this is the difficulty for me. I never know what will be the sequel. And every time I have to look for my determination in myself. My confidence to fulfill exactly the will of my strength.


Chest. In a fairy tale. About Koshchei the Immortal. In this chest is the death of the world Monster. There was an oak on which he hung. But one bear twisted this oak. He was Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. The chest fell down. But it not crashed. Another great bear smashed this precious chest. His name is Leo Tolstoy.


I don’t know where I am writing this from. It is coming right now. From my strength. And my strength bears all responsibility. For my mind. It is not simple. I have a responsibility too. My responsibility is to carefully and accurately hear the voice of my strength.


I can write a lot of words about who Leo Tolstoy was. He is my friend. Right now. Leo Tolstoy was the first person whose books I began to study after my discovery of the definition of good. More than ten years ago. At school I did not read a single book of Leo Tolstoy to the end. That was hard. But now I easily read everything that the great genius wrote. I understand everything. And every thought of Leo Tolstoy shines for me with a diamond of light.


Another great Russian writer, Alexander Solzhenitsyn, wrote well in the book "Red Wheel" that Leo Tolstoy discovered when he broke the chest of Koshchei the Immortal. Love. Only love. It was a great discovery. For the first time, love has become an active force for the thoughts and actions of many people. For the first time, love became a power.