Bread and salt. Honey and tar. Soup with flies

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

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 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.

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.

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.

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%.

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.

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.

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%.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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.