The words of the Forerunner in our homes, the words of the Forerunner in our hearts
October 31, 2023, on the eve of All Saints, before the Soul Day.
Poland at the threshold of Lent, Poland in the position of the Way of the Cross,
Poland with the hope of a resurrection.
“God, nature is worthy of specified foam! A song is simply a large song-making. specified a song is strength, courage,
Such a song is immortality! I feel immortality, immortality I create,
What greater could you have done - God?”
A performance of Polish television, state television, consecutive from Kresów consecutive from Vilnius.
"Dziads. The footsteps of Adam Mickiewicz"
Brilliant Mickiewicz, superb directors, superb actors, superb performance.
“Yes, you must torment yourself with age, the justness of God!
For whoever was not a man once, this man will not aid him.”
Did I know Mickiewicz's work, did I read "Dziady" or did I last the improvisation,
Did I realize our ancestors or did I feel the soul of Poland in my heart?
“Now am I in my homeland incarnate? I swallowed her soul, me and her motherland are 1 thing.
My name is Milion - due to the fact that I love and endure torment. I look at the mediocre country,
Like a boy to a father in a circle; I feel all the suffering of the nation,
How a parent feels in her womb the pain of her fetus. I'm in pain, I'm crazy - and you're smart and happy
You always rule, you always think, and they say you do not err!”
You complained that propaganda was besides impotent, that a writer against the opposition was unruly,
That Zenka is besides much, and that shows are already boring you, you even complained,
that the weather forecast has not been hit that public tv to private should be changed
“And he that heareth not a petition, in the name of the Father, the Son, the Spirit. See your cross?
You do not want to eat, drink, leave us in peace; and you prostrate, and you prostrate!”
When ‘They will stand at the door, and at night, with flasks at the door with a cinderWill you stand up for Polish television?
“Hey, owls, fleas, crows, and we know no mercy! Let's eat for art;
And erstwhile she ate, she wouldn't stand, Let's put the body on the arts, let the bare shine the bones!”
‘Dads. In the footsteps of Adam Mickiewicz” consecutive from Vilnius, fulfilled mission, fulfilled public mission.
“Dark everywhere, deaf everywhere, What will it be, what will it be?”
You voted as you wanted, now you're saying you didn't anticipate,
And you gave your destiny into the incorrect hands, that cannot be changed
"Free please, free thunder, He is not afraid of curse. Get a drop off the altar...
It's not helping and the drop! For the troubled bogeyman as it stood, so it stood.”
Will Poland always emergence Again?
“For let us perceive and weigh in our own homes, That according to God's command:
Who has not suffered bitterness once, This 1 will not get sweetness in heaven.”
“Dark everywhere, deaf everywhere, What will it be, what will it be?”
Mr Bogdan
P.S.Link to the performance "Dziads. The footsteps of Adam Mickiewicz".
https://vod.tvp.pl/teatr-television,202/piano-sladami-adama-mickiewicza,879724
This is most likely the best performance in the past of Polish television.
