GENESIS

 (In honor of the 200th anniversary of Fyodor Dostoevsky’s birth)

 Silence in Saint Petersburg

 Fyodor Dostoevsky leaves the world of the living

 The body lies stiff and solemn in the house of the dead

 Crimes and punishments will be forgiven

 The demons will finally be exorcised

 Saddened bells toll announcing the end of a virtuous conscience

 Your rebirth has been decreed, comrade Fyodor

 It’s time to leave, rise up

 To be led into the ethereal

 Abandon the stardust shell that limits you

 Set off free and without ties into the immensity of the cosmos

 Travel through nebulae and galaxy clusters

 Star nurseries dance over dark matter

 Bright suns on the way smile at you

 Multiverses enchant you by showing you where your inspiration came from

 Where will the angels be?  The heavenly court, the paradise where the reunion with our ancestors is celebrated?

 Its new shape is plasma, without density or defined contours.

 Overcoming the barbaric and crude laws of human knowledge

 Crossing dimensions, parallel worlds

 Diving into the singularity of mysterious black holes and their event horizons

 Traversing the unfathomable

 Rejoicing at the prospect of standing before God

 Dreaming of the Glory of Encounter

 The owner of all this power

 The Great Architect of the Universe

 Feel Your immeasurable love

 Immanent, immortal love

 The earthly bells are no longer heard

 That old world is behind

 Territory of atonement and sufferings

 Where humans purge their existential pains

 Your unspeakable desires

 Your sins and hostile feelings

 Now it’s living another life in the territory of the purest freedom

 The airs sing the chords of paradise

 Mind is free from the limitations of matter

 Of judgments and blame

 From the burden of punitive carbon prison

 You float softly in the infinite recesses of the unimaginable universe

 Under the thunder of the Pillars of Creation lights roar tearing through the immemorial darkness

 New worlds emerge from primordial genesis, generating new celestial bodies, quasars, neutron stars

 Born from the purest chaos but following the universal order

 The Higher Power where is God’s determination for everything to remain orderly

 Where is the deepest of mysteries kept

  Go home

 Rest in peace and eternal light Fyodor.