The long-standing West-Russia wrestling, the eternal wrestling of self and us, where the self was adopted from the West and the we was originally the destiny of every Easterner, in the wrestling of the imperial ideologies of totalitarianism and individualism, nationalism and internationalism, where both in their denials tended to violence and tyranny, - with their Armenia homeland, they had to, with his Armenia homeland, Axel Bakunts had to stay in the camp of ours, of Russia, of totalitarianism, of the East, of internationalism, he had to submit himself to the compulsion of the homeland, of patriotism, which is no less violence than any other violence, and if that camp was destined to suffer even heavy crushing, nightmare and darkness, according to Charents, to embroider the night of the homeland the darkness.
Together with his homeland, he had to put to the test all that orthodox apostolicity of his time. had to deny self-sufficient, independent life and surrender to the supreme imperative of the idea; had to reject the self and the whole world of yesterday, surrender the self to the mass of the public and establish his world of the writer in the new world from that mass and with that mass. from the whole past of himself, his country, and the world, he had to recall the myth of the Tower of Babel, only to avoid the inevitable, the failure of the new Tower.
They did all that - I and we, man and community, idea and reality, nationalism and internationalism, oppression and explosion, all of that, its authenticity was tested and verified by Bakuntsi's literature, documented and confirmed with his stamp, and often, even if it was presented in the image of reality, it was punished and expelled from the borders of his book, because reality itself is often false.
The case of Alexander Bakunts, with his title of warrior and agriculturist, modern-day enlightener and scientist, nationalist and internationalist, religious founder of modern-day tower construction and writer, with his literary merit that overturns his own foundation, comes to an exact panorama of the tragically heroic era of the First World War, the Great Depression, revolution, civil strife, apocalypse and revival, each of which the episode was bent and shaped by the effort and suffering of all his sons. there is both the sincere sorrow for the destruction of the old world, and the pure and naive hope that the new one that rises and is corrected will be better, and the evil laugh at the vice that led the perishing one to destruction, and the love full of smiles and tears for everything and everyone who are passionate, a kind of vegetable, a kind of nonparticipant participants in this life, as if the earth itself, the soil itself and the plow are and not even the ploughman.
Believing as the first Christians, with the faithful uprightness of a pure believer, he had to separate his and his homeland's past, expel the past from the present. But his denial turned into an affirmation, his renewal became an oath, his rejection became an invitation to come closer, he filled the present of his country with the past - with the very denial, the very rejection, even if only with a mere mention, they granted full citizenship to themselves and their homeland yesterday. A similar thing happened two millennia before him and them, they gave the god resurrection and eternity by killing him.