Introduction Some books can never be read, deciphered, solved to the end. It seems to me that Mikhail Bulgakov's best prose, especially his latest works, is one of them. M.A.Bulgakov did not write philosophical works as such. This applies not only to him but also to all Russian writers who created Russian philosophy through their literary works. Let's imagine ourselves in front of a mirror, or better yet, surrounded by many mirrors. Everything is as if in the palm of our hand, but something is eternally slipping away, and we want to look beyond this endless wall. To cross the fatal line to learn, to consider yourself to the very end, to understand the mystery of being. For millennia we have been unable to grasp the boundaries of the human soul. Before daze, people stare into their own ''reflection'' until their own I fade in the universe so that everything would come back again, but no longer with me, no longer with me, no longer with me, and no longer with me. Isn't that the natur
Abstract on the history of Russian literature on the topic: Philosophy of M.A.Bulgakov
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