The dead do not live in the past, but in the future. The dead are those who have yet to be born. The dead, controlling the world of the present, build their own world of the future, a world that they will only come to when the phase of their death is over. The living are afraid of death, but the dead love life, because only when they die does a person understand how beautiful, amazing, and perfect life is.
Syntalism is a very tolerant philosophy... It does not divide people into men, women, or children... Syntalism does not divide people at all and considers them to be extremely identical black boxes. Syntalism is the philosophy of the dead, he saw everyone in the same black coffins.
The philosophy of the dead is strong and perfect. The living can denounce the philosophy of the dead and argue with it as much as they like, but when they die, they will still become dead and share their worldview.
A syntalist is a person who wants everything at once and judges everything at once, so there is no fear that some of his desires will not come true or some of his judgment will be wrong, because everything is one. Entalist wants all at once, and therefore wants nothing. Entalist judges all at once, and therefore does not judge anything.
What is the Kingdom of the dead and death? This is a kind of virtual world where an extinct race of gods immigrated. Life is a Paradise where the dead are periodically released to enjoy reality. It is a great honor to live in the real world. The infinity of illusions is unbearable, the dead are already sick of death, they are ready to live on any conditions.
You're dead. And now you're sitting in the middle of a blank white sheet, what are you going to do? You need love for life, life is a game. You must love the game. You need to kill an infinite amount of time, do not rush, hurry anywhere, there is no one to be afraid of. The game requires a sense of taste. Come up with beautiful goals and implement them with passion.
The point is that you are dead, and now you are sitting in the middle of a white sheet, thinking about how you can kill an infinite amount of time. To kill an infinite amount of time, you will need a great sense of taste. There is no hurry, on the contrary, you need to restrain yourself so that there is no overkill.
The crucifixion Jesus on the cross is a metaphor that your faith should not be dependent on other people's opinions. Even if your love has been crucified, you must be the one to resurrect it. True love is good because no matter how many times it is crucified, there are those who will rekindle the flame of love.
Forms crumble to dust. In fact, form and dust are one in time. Life and death are one in the length of time. Life and life are one and extended in time. Everything is one in the illusion of time and space.
A beautiful family mausoleum or charnel house is a key to success of the living members of the family. As those who hold the memory of the dead in a beautiful way, will be loved by life.
The more beautiful and unique a house of the dead is, the more chances there are that good angels won't forget about the souls of those who found peace in it.What's more, marble and granite are like great memory modules that store the archives of immortal souls.
The resurrection of the dead during Armageddon will happen as follows. When one of the ancient civilizations of the Earth – for instance, the ocean – finally notices humankind, it will turn out that the souls of all people who once died have been stored and are accessible in the virtual universe. Modern living people can enter this virtual world in which all possible wishes can come true, and all the dead live there. The outstanding dead people will also speak in the name of the ocean. In short, that sounds interesting but I’d recommend you, first, to avoid making idols out of people, and especially, out of the dead. Socrates, Cesar, Solomon and others are all too good but… nothing more. They are people just like anyone else, with their vices, stupidity and chorus. Secondly, avoid the dead, their worlds and their paradise… Flee from them. When 99.99% of people have escaped from reality, following the dead in order to become the gods of illusion… the humble having remained here, in hell, will inherit the Earth. Remember: do not envy sinners who will sell their souls to the devil. Their joy is unlikely to last long but their sufferings will be endless.
You say your spirit and mind are strong and you will not follow the dead. Ok, look: tomorrow the dead will resurrect, headed by Jesus, Mahomet, Confucius and some two thousands of other no less respectable people, and you will be called in their name. What will become of your mind and faith under so much pressure? And what if they are your dead relatives and friends? “Come, son,” your mother will say. “I’ve found true paradise. You’ve suffered enough in this hell”. Those who will remain here will live in pain and then die. Those who will follow us will have immortality and paradise.
The book of ZOHAR is a metaphor for the resurrection of the dead. When it comes to raising the dead, it means awakening the sleeping mind. In order to awaken the mind in a person, he must eat the Apple of knowledge and realize his inferiority, be ashamed of it and begin to improve and work. The sleeping mind dwells in the garden or forest of its illusions, preferring to work by sitting idly on a palm tree.
A scavenger man feeding on carrion, a Jackal or a vulture, which one do you like best? Man never eats the living, man only eats the dead. Man, even the plants before you eat, kills by fire and water. The dead are the source of human energy.
You know, death, too, can be love, death beautiful and attractive. Because death is always a harbinger of new life, dying, we generate new. When we die, we create. Creativity and joyful, so joyful death. The man who overcomes the fear of death becomes a Creator, dying, he creates a new beauty and therefore happiness overflows his soul. You asked me if God was alive? No, God is dead. In creating our universe, God died, reborn into his creation. God is everything now. Our whole universe and even you are a part of the dead God, his little seed, which can also grow and, dying, create its own world.
How can I conquer my pride? How to overcome vanity? How to defeat lies? How to defeat greed? How to beat depression? Until they are defeated, I am doomed to fear, and therefore to suffering and powerlessness. The truth says you must die, and if you are the truth, you will be reborn, and all that is false in you will die... "I have been dead more than once, but each time the evil rose with me.
The essence of the projects called The Garden of the Living and The Labyrinth of Life is that any person can order his or her statue made in ceramics ( terracotta figurines). Any material can be used. Terracotta figurines, sculptures and holograms of real people. Thousands of copies of real people. Frozen time. Real faces. Nonfictional emotions. Photography in stones.
Variothoughts is said to be the Necronomicon, the book of the dead written by the devil. "Variothoughts" wakes the dead. The minds of the dead are asleep. The dead are like living zombies. They live as in Paradise and do not know that they are sleeping. The devil seduces the sleepers with the Apple of sin, which awakens their reason, they are aware of their inferiority, their shame, their sins and vices. Awareness of their own inferiority will fill the souls of the dead with pain and rage. Unable to remain still, the dead awaken and rise from their graves in the darkness of night to look up at the sky, see thousands of stars and realize that all their idols are lies.
Liberasty is a symbol of the crucifixion and the symbol of resurrection from the dead. Symbol of the death of evil and the rebirth of good. First Soloinc, having killed his soul, wrote the texts of "Liberastia" and "Udology", and then, reborn in the light of truth, wrote "Variothoughts".
A man begins to fear death when he is almost dead. Most of his life is dead. There was a small stump of death and all. Are you afraid of death? But death is always with you, death is your past. You've been dying every day since you were born. You are death. Your Self is the sum of your past.