In a soup with flies we will divide flies and soup. In a barrel of honey and tar we will divide them. Mining gold, we will get gold, copper, sand, gravel, iron ore, precious stones and many other useful things. In this world there is nothing useless, everything will go to work.
As we observe the universe, we notice that day follows night... And if there was an eternal day, there would be nothing good. Yes, pure white sheet, of course, is beautiful, but will you be interested in a long time to look at the white TV screen? Things have to change. If we study the spectrum of the Sun's radiation, we can see that visible light is only 1% of the radiation spectrum, and somewhere at the bottom of the spectrum, that is, there is not much energy in it. It's like bread and salt. Salt is the light, the bread is darkness.
Soup with flies is a paradox of existence. They cannot be separated. If you remove the flies, the soup disappears. You can't choose soup without flies, because then it will disappear. You can't even separate them. But and together use their not very want.
Idealist, sharing your personality of an angel and a demon, creates an absolute evil. You can't separate honey and tar. Then the honey sinks into the pride of complacency, and the tar turns into pure, unrestrained evil.
It is a fallacy to think that God is dead while there is life. God is everything and even nothing. The paradox is that nothing is part of everything. Everything and nothing is almost the same. They say everything from nothing differ by only 1%.
Love to ride, love and sleigh to carry. The point is that there are many basically inseparable things, such as truth and lies, wisdom and stupidity, good and evil, right and wrong, bread and salt, honey and tar.
It's true, hell is created by love and one has to leave hope to enter there. But the most interesting thing isn't this one, it's that humility is like salt, hell will turn into heaven if one salts it смирение это как соль, если ад посолить, он превратится в рай... All the other variants of heaven are lies..
Wisdom, having conquered pride, finds love and begins to learn from everyone. Wisdom is learning from five girls and an older man, the book and the ant, the dog and maggots. Wisdom loves everything. And everything that exists, he believes it is useful in a given situation. But wisdom does not take everything. Wisdom separates the soup from the flies. If wisdom need flies, she takes of the flies. If wisdom needs soup, she takes soup.
Bread and salt is a beautiful metaphor for how one little pinch of salt turns hell into heaven. If you have 99% of darkness, hardships, losses and big problems, just 1% of small efforts will turn them into light, joy and profit.
The essence of things is always the unity of honey and tar. You can humbly accept things as they are, you can humbly take honey or tar. Yes, you all correctly understood, tar, too, use to anyone in items.
"The main thing is not the essence, but the episodes." Look at the details and extract meaning, truth and benefit from them. Honey is always mixed with tar, you need to take honey, and leave the tar to those who need it. An important nuance is that for different people, honey and tar will be different.
Truth is the whole essence, the unity of all things. If you have spare parts, you're a liar. Truth this when there is no an extra $ detalek. The truth is when all the puzzles fell into place. The smaller the parts, the easier it is to put them together. Big and big details are full of pride and contradictions. Every grain of truth imagines itself an idol. In order to understand the truth, you need to grind the idols into flour. The moment there is nothing left over, you can mix flour with love (water) and bake it on the fire of faith. Put salt and spices to taste.