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Bread and salt. Honey and tar. Soup with flies


 


   

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Foreword


3.20. You'll separate the chaff from the grain on your own.   AR AR

The   chaff   and   the   grain   are   as   united   as   bread   and   salt,   flies   and   the   soup   or   honey   and   tar.

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3.53.   AR AR

Resignation   is   the   ability   to   separate   the   wheat   from   the   chaff,   honey   from   tar   and   soup   from   flies.   Otherwise,   you   will   remain   without   soup,   honey   and   bread.

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10.5240.   AR AR

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.

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10.4551.   AR AR

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.

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10.4365. So need to.   AR AR

If you try to understand the essence of what does not concern you, you will get entangled in paradoxes.  All entities are one, like soup and flies.  Question " Why soup flies?"will drive you crazy.

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3.2308.   AR AR

The tar in the honey is needed to preserve the honey, otherwise the honey will deteriorate or it will be eaten quickly.

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10.6699.   AR AR

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.

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10.6799. Honey with tar.   AR AR

An important property of beauty is poison and tar.  For flowers to smell good, they need a little bit of the smell of shit.

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10.6339.   AR AR

Truth is always perfect and beautiful, but roses have thorns, so flies are inseparable from soup, and lies are inseparable from truth.

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10.5497. The Practice Of Voodoo.   AR AR

In Haiti, we learned that the symbol for "bread and salt" is because salt awakens the mind and turns zombies back into humans.

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10.5733. ONLY 1%...   AR AR

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.

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10.6186. Wormy Apple.   AR AR

The worm got into the very depths and ate all its core, but nothing terrible.  We still don't eat the core, and there's a lot of juicy flesh left on the sides.

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3.1711.   AR AR

Logical reasoning, the honey of tar is the battery, where the tar binds, saving energy.  Humility with tar will allow you to use the energy of honey.

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3.1785.   AR AR

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..

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3.2642.   AR AR

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.

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3.2668. Bread and salt.   AR AR

All people are different and unique. 
"Not all.  I'm not unique.  I'm like billions of others.  I see myself in everyone.  My difference from people past, present and future minimally and not exceeds 1%.

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5.1452.   AR AR

Beauty is a solvent laced with poison. The solvent is the pleasures and sweetness of darkness, and the poison is the salt and tar of light.

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5.1492.   AR AR

In a barrel of honey the spoon of tar tar all the critics love honey. If you remove the tar, all instantly turn on the honey.

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5.1878. Bread and salt.   AR AR

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%.

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5.2731.   AR AR

The truth in which there is no lie is a lie. Bread is eaten with salt, if there is no salt, all this is ugly and not credible.

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5.3268. Gold and building materials.   AR AR

If you find a barrel of tar with a spoonful of honey, "honey" is gold. A "tar" sell the sand, the materials that built the civilization of ants.

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6.4149.   AR AR

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.

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6.5249.   AR AR

The difference between beauty and ugliness is very small. Just a pinch of salt can create beauty and just one fly can destroy it.

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6.5253.   AR AR

Don't be afraid of bad things. The soup can needs more salt, flies removed, and Slippers to change.

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6.5524.   AR AR

The point of the Bluebeard tale is that if you want a fairy tale, don't break the illusion. If you have a barrel of honey, eat honey instead of looking for tar in it.

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8.7953.   AR AR

They don't muddy the water, they interfere with the soup and soon all will cook...

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10.1968.   AR AR

In bread with salt basic value creates a negligible, i.e. where sea salt and seasonings.

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10.2433. Bread and salt.   AR AR

For the brain to think, it needs fear, not the fear that paralyzes or breeds anger, but the fear that, when combined with humility, gives strength.

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10.2594.   AR AR

Bread and salt is a symbol of humility.  Bread, resigned to salt, becomes especially tasty.  Humility is a symbol of beauty and truth.

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10.5671.   AR AR

The joy that is salt of life, insufficient salting – fresh, will pericolosi – poison.

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10.4286.   AR AR

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. 

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10.4917. Energy is darkness.   AR AR

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.

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10.4284.   AR AR

"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.

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10.1939.   AR AR

Truth is beautiful, understanding is joyful.  I'd like to share my joy with you, my friend.  Do not disdain to share with me simple bread, salt and pure water.

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10.6004.   AR AR

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.

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10.5982. Bread and salt.   AR AR

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.

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The beginning of the book


457.   AR AR

In Zipolite I dreamed Paradise,
then
flies came to Paradise,
merchants and traded than something very unnecessary…

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5.12. A vehement listener.   AR AR

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.

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5.81. Beauty is sincerity and honesty.   AR AR

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.

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1833.   AR AR

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. 

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1888.   AR AR

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.

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3.105. Soup with flies.   AR AR

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.

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3.354.   AR AR

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.

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3.516. Don't move, don't muddy the water.   AR AR

Do not Muti barrel of honey, tar should settle to the bottom or float to the surface creating a protective layer.

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3.542. There’s no soup without flies.   AR AR

There’s  always  a  bad  apple  spoiling  the  whole  barrel.  In  the  absence  of  such  an  apple,  you  should  ask  what  the  catch  is  and  rejoice.

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3.654.   AR AR

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!

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3.703.   AR AR

Faith   is   when   you   have   and   do   not   have   faith   at   the   same   time.   Such   faith   cannot   be   destroyed.   This   is   what   resignation   is   all   about.   Conviction   mixed   with   doubts,   honey   with   tar   and   flies   with   soup.

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4325. Bread and circuses.   AR AR

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.

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4.908.   AR AR

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.

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5.191.   AR AR

There are no flies in the soup. The denial flies in the soup gives rise to complacency and pride.

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5.197.   AR AR

Pride is a fly that thinks it's an elephant.

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5.236. Victory over despondency and laziness.   AR AR

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.

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5.238. The mind is always joyful.   AR AR

The mindless ants will save you from despondency, because even if they can get their daily bread with such ingenuity and perseverance, so what stops you?

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5.303. Everything is done by itself.   AR AR

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.

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5.353.   AR AR

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.

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5.433. Cook, pan and soup recipe.   AR AR

The head is a pot of water, its restraint and fervor giving shape to the water, forcing the soup to cook.

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