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The world is interesting: a person comes into the world and leaves in a similar position. Diapers, laughter followed by crying, the need for communication, help with movement, feeding, bathing, praise for seemingly ordinary actions. But there are differences. The child does not regret anything, does not remember about yesterday, does not think about tomorrow. A child will still have everything, an elderly person has already had everything. The child has not left a trace yet, it is important for the elderly to keep their mark. The child may have recently been an elderly person, and the elderly person may soon be an infant again. A baby is often cared for by parents, but an elderly person is rarely cared for by children.

Communication in one's cultural circle is like air for creative people.

Sometimes older people are needed by strangers more than their own relatives, and their accumulated knowledge and creative achievements are not valuable to their relatives, but they are very valuable to society.

Doing good, doing charity, giving gifts in the form of material goods, love, attention and time is the ultimate pleasure.

After the visit to Shagane

I have always admired the profession of a lawyer, however, there is an interesting spiritual aspect here. For six months now, I have been fighting on all fronts to regain time with my child, whom my mother intentionally took to another region and prevents communication. In all previous years, we were together regularly. Peace initiatives were ignored. I, the plaintiff, have my own lawyer, and the defendant has his own. The philosophical question is: can a representative accept any job, once paid, even defend the deliberate alienation of a young son from his father, whose motives are obvious to all sane observers? How to protect someone who directly violates the rights of a child? What is the spiritual aspect here? This is a question for reflection. After all, in such cases, lawyers have the right to choose who to represent.

Fathers, fight for your children at all costs. And if you are temporarily separated and all the necessary legal actions have been taken, remember that there are those nearby who may need your help and for whom your attention will be healing. This time is needed for some reason.

...how this world works. In moments of decline, depression, hardship and longing, the soul is far from God, from the eternal memory of itself, lonely and looking for support from the outside. In moments of uplift, inspiration, creativity, joy, light carelessness and reverence, the soul blossoms in its light, the world seems so close, fragile and fickle, and you look at it with a barely sad smile. Moments are not time, they are a state. It's changing. The one who controls the state controls consciousness, and the one who controls consciousness determines the state.

- Gyumri: a city of hard workers, heroes, and cold. The people are serious, not very funny, but very friendly. These people are building Armenia.

- Yerevan: lost its face. A non-Armenian city with a large bazaar and traffic jams. Fashionable Armenians of the Diaspora and Russian speech everywhere. The beggars. Repairs, noise. Inconvenient. A city of pleasure and consumerism, and a bit of culture. The same Moscow, only the flags are Armenian. The spirit of Yerevan is gone

- Lori. People live in pleasure, amazing nature, sunny, new cities. The golden mean between Yerevan and Shirak

- Armavir. The only Yazidi temple in the world outside of Iraq

- Intercity routes are at the highest level, roads are the face of the country

- The villages around Yerevan have become much prettier, everything is clean, new, and beautiful

- Pensions in Armenia are no less than in Russia now. Salaries of doctors, soldiers, teachers, and police officers have increased dramatically, and these are the main people in the country.

- Tearfully touching hospitality and human attitude, especially towards children and families with children

Take care of your Armenia, there is no other like it! There are a lot of Muslim countries, many supposedly Christian, only one Jewish, but the first Christian in the world, and the Armenian, where Yezidis, Jews, and Russians live peacefully, just one!

ԳՅՈՒՄՐԻ

Անտուն շուներն են խաղում այգում,

Վաղ գարնան քամով` իրենց բուրդ է գզզված

Գյումրի, վերջապես մենք քո փողոցներում

Շրջում ենք, սև քարերից արտացոլված

Լավ, ին ընկեր`, Երևանն, ես կգամ

Բայց միայն մի օրվա համար

Որովհետև հյուսիսին աննման

Ես կարոտում եմ և այնտեղ մնամ

Շիրակի և Լոռու ձյունապատ սապատները

Իրեն երգն են երգում, հպարտորեն` կանգնում

Պայծառ լուսաբացը և հով ճաճանչները

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