The novel "Anna Karenina" is a symbol of neuroticism and ode to fear. Neurotics are very afraid of everything new, afraid of the future, because the unknown can break their glass house of illusions. The locomotive, as a symbol of the unstoppable future, breaks into the illusion and destroying it, in the end, kills Anna, and maybe only her illusions. After all, what killed Anna in the hands of her son Seryozha we see at the end of the novel only as an ordinary toy.
Suspiciousness is the image of a Locomotive in Tolstoy's novel Anna Karenina. The novel begins with the engine, then it catches Anna, and then a toy steam engine plays her son Sergei.
Pride is such a locomotive, sitting on which, you will not get off. Pride precedes a fall, a crash is inevitable, and if you escape from the train, fate will still catch up with you.
They say prodigies are when fast… But quickly it is greedy haste, pride and, therefore, suffering. The desire to run ahead of the locomotive has nothing to do with genius, rather, it is psychosis and fear.
The meaning of life is change, but life is the flow of water. I don't see the point in rushing and running ahead of the engine. I see no point in resisting the current and trying to stop the train.
A moment drags a moment. Moments pass like trains. What about me? And I jumped into one of them and also go somewhere. From moment to moment. Tick-tock. I imagined myself as a second hand, not the one that runs like crazy, but slow and short. This, of course, pride, but I imagined myself an hour. I am the hour.
Playing locomotives is the most favorite occupation of a person. As you behave to people, so they behave to you. It seems to sound trite, but everything is much more cunning. You behave in a certain way with one person, but when you find yourself in a similar situation, on the other hand, other people will behave with you in the same way as you behaved before. For example, you deceived one person, and someone else deceived you. You refused one person, another refused you. You are asked, you refuse. You ask, you are denied. The beggar asked for money, you didn't give it to him. You asked the boss for a raise, he didn't give it to you. Everything is fair. God is one. You deny God, God refuses you.
Neurosis and psychosis are one and the same thing, but neurosis is a situation where the engine is allowed to let off steam through neurotic symptoms, which saves it from exploding. Explosion is a symptom of psychosis.
The game of locomotives is a situation when you deceive other people's hopes, and at the same time the cosmos brings down your hopes. The fact is that hope is one. When they hope in you and you hope, it is the same hope.
Moving towards the ideal requires restraint, busting generates turning space inside out. You passionately ran to the ideal, saw it ahead of you, accelerated like a locomotive. Everything works out for you, victory is close and visible. You're already congratulating yourself on your victory. A little later you notice that the ideal is behind you, but you can not turn around, you are too accelerated. This is a terrible and harsh truth of life. All idealists are burning on this.
It is very difficult for a narcissist to see and realize himself, but he sees other narcissists perfectly. A speck in someone else's eye seems like a log. The narcissist is like a mirror to the narcissist. Narcissus beats against the mirror like a fish on ice, demanding from that respect and recognition of their own, so-called value. Until the Mirror tells you how beautiful Narcissus is, Narcissus will keep banging his head against the wall. The narcissist cannot bear to be disrespected and unappreciated. Therefore, all narcissists are attached to each other like steam trains.
There are two models by which our world works. Model mirror and model locomotive. The Mirror model is when " do not do to others what you do not want for yourself." As you, so to you. As you awaken, so you will respond. The model of the locomotive is the realization that there are many mirrors, so you do evil to one person, and you get the answer from another. You were rude to a cat, and a dog bit you.
An idolater and an idol are one and the same person. I have noticed that at first a man thinks he is an idol, and then Providence punishes him by turning him into an idolater. The narcissist suffers from two sides at once, it is painful for him to be an idol and it is painful for him to be an idolater. Suffering seems to tear the unfortunate from two sides. On the other hand, these two Super-values tear the narcissist apart, and then suffering overwhelms him from within. I call it cubic suffering.