A.Seagull - Музей жизни - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Somehow - just recently, less than a month ago, I was lucky to visit the Tretyakov Gallery. I go, look, - and I am sorry!

And here is beauty, and there ... just eyes scatter!

But in order to consider at least something, I focused my vision on very specific canvases - and with interest I began to study what is depicted on them ... Fortunately, a wonderful person turned out to be with me, who told me a lot of interesting things about these works of art .. .

We walked, looked ... But the evening came, the clock was struck by six - and suddenly a harsh grandmother, who had noticed imperceptibly in a corner on a chair, jumped quickly and began to expel all visitors, vigorously waving her hands (apparently to illustrate the seriousness of her intentions). .. ..

... And now I’m walking down the street, I breathe more cool air ... In the sky, the sunset began to loom ... And then I suddenly stopped - and gasped! The sky was amazing beauty. I don’t remember how much time I spent in such a fascinated state, but now it is clear to me that this was one of the best paintings I saw that day ...

And I thought: but all nature is like a huge art gallery ... And the whole world is like a museum.

MUSEUM

Some, however, perceive our world as something that needs to be assigned by any means, what you need to establish sole control and that it is simply necessary to subordinate to themselves! Show everyone that you are the best so that potential competitors go around you miles, trembling in cold horror ...

Unfortunately, quite many people think about this. Therefore, we see how wonderful - well, just fabulous! - The museum under the name "Planet Earth" has turned into a cattle -beam, where children of civilization push each other with elbows and with lust look at every beautifully painted and well -smelling piece of meat ...

Instead of remembering that we are in the museum - and that we need to protect all its exhibits - people begin to disgrace and ruin the place where we were.

But it is much better to remember that everything that we have is a huge gift that could not be!

Every day, every place where we found ourselves, every person we met is like a new room in the museum!

And, in the end, an hour will come - and we will have to leave here (regardless of our desire). And we can only take with us what we managed to truly perceive, feel and love. It will not be possible to make a single picture; You can’t live a single day.

Mishin

You feel unusually great when you understand that you - to be honest in front of you - do not belong at all.

As one of the ancient philosophers said, you are - and there is something that is near you.

There is nothing in this world.

True, there is one obvious difference between the museum and the world around us: with the world we can interact with a much greater number of ways than with works of art in the museum.

We perceive the paintings mainly visually and aesthetically; But, going out into the forest, we can worship the berries and enjoy the aroma of pines, and even - if desired - soon grow up on one of them - and look at your path from a height ... You can find many differences, but similarities in the main : both the exhibits of the museum and the world around us need to be treated carefully; To remind yourself that in front of us is a miracle.

Things - it seems - obvious. But if you don’t wash the windows, then for many years they will be covered with dust - and the whole world will become dull, gray ... And if you do not remind itself in all the colors of the most obvious things - life will gradually emasculate, lose its unique taste - and it will just become only the existence ...

But how did it all start?

As it is written in one indispensable book, a man was created, was settled in paradise ... And he lived there and not so, and he was happy, but he had freedom of choice - and he made a choice not for the better. Instead of finally establishing himself in a blissful state, a person chose something completely different ... and everything went awry. On space scale, it was just a disaster ...