Life is suffering, so that people do business and not sleep. Pain awakens the mind. But in order not to go crazy from the pain, we need love and humility.
They say that someone who lives in a glass house should not throw stones ... I'm telling you, throw rocks... and let them throw stones at you... and let them break your glass house... let the stones destroy your glass prison of lies and illusions.
Nirvana and all the other varieties of Paradise are good, of course, but against their background, the real world turns into hell. Paradise is like a prison. Paradise is a space around fire, surrounded on all sides by a wall of darkness. The idea of Paradise turns the real world into hell and darkness, which is a lie, because reality is the true Paradise.
We notice that in General the universe is friendly to those who look at it with hope. In fact, the universe is friendly to everyone, but many people, falling into pride, begin to close and build walls around themselves. It is difficult to help someone who has built a prison around himself.
The essence of alcohol is not that it gives joy, but that it is a chain that binds a person who has no love in order to turn his thirst for power over reality into an illusion. In fact, an alcoholic is a prisoner in a prison of Vice. Why was he punished? Because there is no love in it. For the fact that he loves himself alone and nothing more.
What is Vice? A breath of freedom? A walk in the prison courtyard? Vice seems virtuous. The man himself put on the chains, and a good Vice periodically allows them to be removed. The secret is that the devil is a liar, at first he deceived you by saying that you were in chains, he made you suffer. And now he's drugging you, drinking in your love like a vampire, draining you of time and energy.
People are locked in a cage of original sin. The system is very stable, to get free, you need to put together a puzzle, understand the system and find the key.
Pride is when sheep and sheep do not like the shepherd, treat him negatively, try to run away, are dissatisfied that they are sheared and milked… The shepherd, of course, does not care what the sheep think. For the most discontented there are dogs. On the other hand, it is one thing when a RAM lives and rejoices, and another when its life is suffering.
You should restrain your fear. You should restrain your joys... and fears are lies, and joys are lies. Lies are characterized by emotional overkill, compared to the moderation of the real world. Against the background of an overdose of emotions, the real world pales and becomes extremely uninteresting. Against the background of losing the love of life, life turns into hell.
The heaviness of being is generated by the absence of love, that is, by all that you do not love. If you love your cross, it will be light, and if you don't love it, it will be terribly heavy. The point is that you can't throw away your cross, because your cross is your meaning of life. If you try to throw away your cross, you will go mad with pain and become a slave to Vice.
There is an infinite amount of free space, because freedom is boundless. The occupied space has a form and is limited. What is fenced in is small, but the darkness is endless.
A person living in a cage craves freedom, escapes and breaks out. For a while he is insanely happy and happy, but then he realizes that this is not freedom, but only a larger cell. A cell in which there are other cells, including his. Man does not want to accept fate and is looking for a new way out. He performs feats and miracles and makes a new escape - to a higher level. But again is mired in a new cell.
No end to cages. Cell in cell, cell left, right, bottom, side, nested cells. In this maze there are no exits or entrances, it has only transitions. Living in a cage is the fate of all multicellular organisms. He who desires freedom must understand that freedom is an internal concept, not an external one.
Everyone's inner judge is much more humane than any real judge. As an inner judge can only sermonize and appeal to conscience... While a real one can sentence to prison or charge a penalty or do something even worse...
Every man wants to strangle himself, but who will let him… Accept death, work and be happy with what you have. And will be good to fulfill their purpose, and carrots get. Those who work well are less beaten.
Be on the right side of the law. As the risks associated with breaking the law, are great. After breaking the law, one will have to pay the most precious thing called time. As time wasted in jail as well as a prisoner's suffering will never be compensated by any potential profit of breaking the law.
One man, a promise was made… He made a promise, as if he borrowed it himself… Now debts must be repaid, Gave who the debt must suffer…
The promise is the same as to borrow. You promise, and a person pays you with gratitude, transfers part of his energy, opens a credit of trust. Accordingly, not fulfilling promises is not to give back. Do not close the energy exchange channel. This state of Affairs causes a lot of trouble and problems to the debtor. Promised - did. You were trusted, and you didn't give credit. You are a bad and dishonest man. No one else would want to do business with such a man. And you yourself will be hurt and ashamed. Moreover, the debtor still has a debt pit and the prison. Debtors are beaten with whips and rods. Debtors sling showered with tar and feathers. Do you think it's unfair? – Why did you borrow it?"
All want long to live, and why? The ripe fruit must be plucked and eaten. If not plucked, it will fall to the ground and rot, slowly eaten by insects. You can grow and Mature for a long time, pour different shades of ripeness. Long youth is the value, and long life is only meaningless suffering.
Life resembles a prison to me, kind of labor camp where everyone should work. He who works, should eat and he who doesn't work should be hit. There are reeves and supervisors to control it and their life is better. And you can't quit. You got no right to death. You should stay in this "life" until they let you go. You may try to run away but if they catch you, you will soon be chained to the bed in some mental patients department and will regret that you tried to run away.
Man reminds me of a squirrel who has to turn his wheel for the amusement of his master to pay for his food and a roof over his head - a cage.
On the other hand, it's worse in the wild, and the wheel is even a little fun to spin. There's food in the cage and it's safe, there's something useful out there, but it's all a matter of personal choice.
Nightingales in a cage do not sing. The point is that creative and creative employees who need to think need freedom, security and good food to work productively.
When a man dies, we should rejoice. Life is suffering, death is joy and salvation from the suffering of life. The dead are joyful, they have nothing more to grieve for.
The meaning of life of man is to build paradise. Men are said to be the devil and his demons exiled to hell. That’s true, but not quite. The devil and its men used to be the best angels in paradise and they were sent to discover new lands, to explore darkness and to build paradise in darkness. The devil and demons are the discoverers of new lands whereas sinners are convicts exiled to hell to labor at the construction of paradise. A sinner can redeem his fault and occupy his rightful place in the new world. The wish of many sinners to escape from hell back into hell is the wish to escape from prison, mutiny and breakout. Fugitives shall be severely punished.
The basis of life is the presence of borders. Absence of boundaries is incompatible with life. Within the cell boundaries, symbiosis - the basis of life - is possible. In fact, a living cell is the structure where the bacteria symbiosis has become the basis of life. If there were no cell, symbiosis and resource accumulation would be impossible.
A man needs frameworks, life impossible without frameworks. When a man has no boundaries, he spreads and dissolves in the environment, disappearing as a person.
Your Paradise is very small, you live in a tiny citadel in the midst of raging Hellfire. You even are afraid to stick his nose out of his heavenly cell. Paradise has strong bars and good food.