Cassandra's blog or...

The Flood has come. Rain, rain, rain... It's raining all the time. Rain is warm. Drops run down the face. They tickle my cheeks, nose, chin. It's so funny. But I would like to see the Sun. I am tired from rain. "...A thousand forests had been crushed under the rain and grown up a thousand times to be crushed again. And this was the way life was forever on the planet Venus Earth..." :) (All Summer in a Day)

I am a Russian professional artist in oil painting and I am a woman. In our modern world, these concepts are hardly compatible. Besides, I am a very talented artist. I love my work. I can not imagine myself in the role of housewife. I love the smell of the paint more than the smell of a fried chicken. There are many paintings in my house. There are no the embroidered pillows and the china cups there. My world is the world of creativity, imagination and dreams. My works are filled with divine inspiration, because I have charisma. I know my paintings don't fall into oblivion, because people need them.  

I leave my town when I get tired from its sounds, smoke and people evil. I go to my country where I have peace for my body and my mind. I can hear how grass grows and stars talk to each other. The air in my country is permeated with the smell of fresh milk. Sunrises and sunsets are filled with special beauty. Everything breathes tranquility. I am happy.   

It's good if you have your home in the village.

There is the dictatorship of materialism in the world now. And this dictatorship is the worst dictatorship from. Human without God is only an animal. Human cannot live without Faith because he has not only the body but also the soul. I don't want to live as dust: to eat, to defecate, to have sex. I want to live as the human who has the soul: to think, to create, to cognize God to progress.