How is it that God doesn't make copies... All the time... Minerals, animal plants ...of the same kind... Solid copies. In fact, an individual is not an ant, but an anthill... not a bee, but a hive... not a person, but a society.
It happens that we scare off entities with our attention. Timid weak entities are looking at us. Entities are like butterflies and bees, and we are like flowers. Don't move, don't scare off your luck.
Flowers don't twitch. You are a bee, you ask the bees for honey according to the ritual, and they give it to you. Normal flowers do not twitch, do not pull their hands to you and do not try to eat you.
As I plunged into the ocean of bliss, I experienced a wild terror that this joy might end. A little later I learned that this joy is a reward for serving beauty. Bliss is the nectar of the flowers of beauty, which the bees collect and put in combs. In the use of honey, you should know the measure, plus the bees sting painfully.
There is a fundamental difference between a bee and a fly. Flies flock to sticky and sweet, and the bees like the flowers. Collect pollen to make honey from it. Bees are interested in semi-finished products and work, and flies are looking for freebies and pleasures.
Books are like flowers, and you are like a bee collecting the nectar of truth here and there. The happiness of the soul is the honey of wisdom that fills it.
The Trinity of the world is that it consists of three elements. Reality is a garden of beauty, where bees collect the pollen of joy, turning it into honey (a concentrate of pleasures). In another world, this beauty is created. And in the third world, honey is stored. In fact, the third world is hell, the second is heaven, and the first is the real world.
You can't be afraid of evil. Fear is paralyzing and draining. I want to run from fear. Of course, when the fear is weak, you want to attack it, but on the other hand, try to understand the nature of the danger first. If you twitch, the bees will bite you, and they will be absolutely right.
The barren Fig tree is a symbol of idealism, in the sense that it prays for itself, for its own pleasure, and for the sun. The Fig tree despises insects, animals, and all other people. The Fig tree especially despises small bees. The proud are naturally inclined to despise everything small.
Those who love honey will not throw out a barrel of honey because of a fly in the ointment. Those who love honey will not kill bees because they sting.
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