My XX century
Published in Russian: Заграевский С.В. Мой ХХ век. М.: Алев-В, 2001. ISBN 5-94025-009-2
ANNOTATION TO THE BOOK
A well-known artist and theologian Sergey Zagraevsky in former times was a Komsomol worker, a scientist, a programmer, a businessman, and a psychic ... About all that he tells openly and fascinatingly.
Sergey Zagraevsky’s autobiography unfolds against the background of last years of Soviet power and the reign of "bandit capitalism" in Russia in the early to mid nineties. As a necessary background Sergey Zagraevsky draws the reader insight the life of the USSR of thirties-fifties.
The following text was translated from the Russian original by the computer program
and has not yet been edited.
So it can be used only for general introduction.
Yule fires were warmed,
And fell from the bridge of the carriage,
And all the mourning city floated
For an unknown destination,
By Neve or against the flow -
Just away from their graves.
At Galley blackened arch
In the Summer finely sung flyugarka,
And the bright silver Month
Above the Silver Age froze.
Because all the roads,
Because all the rapids
Slowly approaching shadow
The wind tore off the wall posters,
The smoke danced squatting position on the roof,
And graveyard smell lilacs ...
And always in the stuffy frosty
Pre-war, the prodigal and threatening
He lived some future rumble.
But then he heard muffled,
He hardly troubled soul
And in the snowdrifts Neva drowning.
As if in a mirror terrible night
And rave and do not want
Recognizing a person -
And along the embankment of the legendary
Approaching is not a calendar -
This Twentieth Century.
Petersburg in 1913 (from "Poem Without a Hero")
The book "My twentieth century" - not a historical, a philosophical, and certainly not theological, but we will deal with that, and the other, and third. " Perhaps this book could be called memoirs, but personally I could catch only the last third of a century, so technically it is neither memoir nor autobiography.
Story? Story? Neither. So leave the unsuccessful attempts to determine the genre of this book, just comment on the name: "my" of the twentieth century - the twentieth century is through my eyes.
I was lucky. I was able to look at the twentieth century eyes not only an artist but also the "techies". Not only is the dissident, but "Komsomol activist. Not only a scientist but also a "new Russian". Not only the Christian theologian, but also a psychic ...
And on the part of the century, which I have not seen myself, I look at the eyes of those people who gave me life - grandmothers, grandfathers, fathers and mothers. A variety of characters, personality, social strata ...
In the end, I am their legal heir, hence, their age - it's my age. My twentieth century.
Age, unique in its inconsistency. Two world wars, an unprecedented number of victims - and the unprecedented triumph of democracy. Auschwitz, Khatyn, Kolyma - and widespread abolition of the death penalty. Fascism, Stalinism, nationalism - and humanist ideals. Chemical plants, nuclear reactors, Chernobyl - and concern for the protection of the ozone layer. And so on, all the contradictions are not listed.
And for Russia in the twentieth century - the beginning and end of Soviet rule. The whole history of the state called the Soviet Union fits within this century seems to be such a short - four to five generations ...
But all this we still talk.
A couple of years ago, I wrote "Autobiography of a happy man" (it was published in the book "Two roads to the temple"). And now I'm ready to sign under every word: I'm really happy. Fortunately, despite the years in which I was forced to do anything, just not what I wanted. Because ultimately, even life and the role of a psychic, and the role of "new Russian" has given me invaluable experience and ... material for this book. Is otherwise I could tell the readers, such as how to protect themselves from the "astral attacks? Or how to deal with bandit "attacks"? ..
A few words about the book. She wrote at the end of the century - in 2000, without government censorship, no censorship of the church, in an era of relatively free and democratic Russia (God forbid that this freedom was not once again suppressed). However, although there is no censorship, but if this book fall into the hands of my "well-wishers" - warn that all brand names, where I worked changed. The same applies to most families.
Another point: in order to reduce the cost of circulation had to abandon illustrations for each chapter, and leave only a sticker in the middle. However, it does not matter - illustrations for each chapter, let them serve as a poem. A variety, a variety of poets, and often have no direct semantic relation to the text. And we should not look for this connection. The purpose of these verses illustrations - creating a certain mood, and nothing more.
Looking guidance about myself: I was born August 20, 1964. It is often said: that day in the world has happened ... I did not know then what happened that day, and for a few more years, I was a little concerned. Two months after my birth was dismissed Khrushchev, but this, of course, I did not know.
So let's start with those who knew about it and told me later. At the time, Akhmatova described in our first verse illustrations - in 1913 - they were born.
© Sergey Zagraevsky