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.
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.
The worm Apple is a symbol of a fly in the ointment. Curiously, from the point of view of nature, a worm-eaten Apple is a great idea. In fact, it is a fruit with animal protein, a priceless treat for all animals.
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.
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..
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 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%.
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.
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.
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.
"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.
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.
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.
The most important thing in communication is to learn to listen attentively. Don’t get distracted, don’t idly observe flies while reflecting upon the nature of eternity, but listen with great and vehement interest, soaking in every word and gesture of your interlocutor.
A barrel of honey with a spoonful of tar in it is honest, and honesty is beautiful. The more horrible the vice, the more honest it all looks. The barrel of honey is a syrupy lie, and lies are not beautiful. Pure tar deprived of honey is snake venom - the incarnation of pure evil and vice.
It's actions that make one's personality. Every new action done by a person pieces a new pattern to the jigsaw puzzle that is called human soul.
Hence, a person's soul is the same as this person's actions? - I would rather compare it with soup… If the recipes are nice and the components are fresh, the soup will be great. And if one puts only nasty stuff into it, the soup will be impossible to eat.
Multi-knowledge does not bring wisdom, it only confuses mind.
The multi-knowledge arising from the multi-reading carries a great danger. Every dish is good by its content`s harmony, if you throw everything that comes in handy into the soup, the sense of measure can leave you.
Resignation both unites and disunites. By mixing honey and tar, you will ruin the honey but resignation will help you separate them one from another and benefit from each of them, taken separately. Resignation is a soup and flies. The soup and the flies apart.
Resignation is when you take flies from your soup without too much suffering and keep eating it. Arrogance is when you are choking on your soup with flies but keep eating it. Alternatively, you refuse it and die of hunger.
The introduction to Variothoughts previously had an instruction on how to read it but I removed it all. No, I will not make your life easy. I will make things more complicated – I will mix honey with tar. This honey is poisoned and any fly wishing to eat it will die in terrible pain. Run away from here… fly… run while you are alive, foolish fly… Get out!
Bread and circuses are very important. God mired in boredom, he wants the spectacle and the emotions fresh, and the bread needs to clowns are not starving. On the other hand, delicious and delicious food is also a great pleasure. It is known for certain that our God is a great connoisseur of the joys of life.
How to separate the wheat from the chaff? Very easy, grains courageous and brave and cowardly chaff. The tares will sink like flies in syrup, and the grains will rush towards the light of love and truth. The seeds will gain faith and give rise, and the tares will perish in the darkness of doubt. The grains will go to fear, and the tares will run from fear.
Watching the ingenuity with which ants get their daily bread, you lose despondency and enlightened. If even a little ant can get its daily bread, why should you be afraid? And where there is no fear, there is no despondency. Why are you given reason? To eat, for reason is man's only perfect weapon.
Your work can be done by anyone, and you do it by the grace of God, taking only a place. This place is a grace to you and a reward for your love for your work. This place is an ecological niche, so that you could get your daily bread and not perish from hunger. So rejoice in how God loves you, allowing you to do what anyone could do and what could not be done at all or done by itself. But remember, once you lose the love of your work, you lose everything.
I am so beautiful that you will forgive me all my vices and shortcomings. Yes, I am a barrel of honey full of tar, but if you carefully move the garbage to the side. You scold tar with disgust, but you're not fair. It is on the contrast of my vices that all my beauty is built. Love to ride, love and sleigh to carry. Love my virtues, love my faults, love truth, love and falsehood, love wisdom, love and folly, love money, love and lack thereof... Only he can own money, who cannot own money and seeks to get rid of them, only by taking them in hand.