The power of authority is such that even if the king is naked, no one believes their eyes.

Remember the tale of the naked king? It's true, the king is naked. If someone seems to you the king, the illusory mask, under which hides a rather weak and frightened man, all the strength which comes from his mask, if the mask off, nothing.

People  get  really  angry  when  the  Authorities  try  on  purely  folk  clothing  such  as  stupidity,  cupidity,  covetousness  and  weakness.  There  exists  an  established  division  of  spheres  of  influence,  which  is  to  be  respected  without  fail.  The  authorities  have  to  be  wise  and  noble  and  people  stupid  and  vicious.  Consequently,  when  people  try  on  imperial  apparel,  -  that  is,  wisdom  and  grandeur,  -  the  authorities  also  start  to  strongly  resent  it.

By  the  way,  the  emperor  with  no  clothes  is  a  symbol  of  stupidity  and  of  a  world  of  other  vices  because  imperial  apparel  are  wisdom  and  grandeur.  The  emperor  is  naked  if  he  loses  them.

It’s  hard  to  doubt  a  common  fact.  If  everyone  says  that  the  emperor  has  nothing  on,  let  it  be  so…  And  it  absolutely  doesn’t  matter  what  you  think  about  it. 

Moreover,  social  instincts  force  you  to  think  like  everyone  else  and  not  differently,  unless  they  are  vice  versa.  You  won’t  believe  how  many  people  see  and  do  everything  vice  versa  out  of  sense  of  contradiction.  They  absolutely  don’t  care  how  things  really  are,  they  just  want  them  vice  versa. 

The king is not naked, he is dressed in other people's illusions.

Naked  facts  are  very  similar  to  the  naked  king,  they  are  too  far  from  reality  to  be  true.

The  emperor  that  has  no  clothes  is  a  foolish  emperor.  And  anyone  who  believes  in  his  intelligence  and  prays  on  him  is  foolish,  too.

Vanity is not bad, but it is bad when strangers know about it. It's like exhibitionism... Let the king is naked, but why traumatize the audience.

The idealist is the reverse of the "naked king" metaphor.  The king is naked on the outside, and the idealist is naked on the inside.  A king is someone who doesn't have a dress, and an idealist is a dress that doesn't have a king in it.

When I look at an idealist, I see a dress, but I don't see a king.

The real king is naked because he is real.  The king has nothing to fear and does not need a dress.  The idealist is the opposite of the naked king.  An idealist is a cowardly fake, an empty dress without a king.

Courageous people are not afraid of anything... including, they are not afraid to be cowards, fools, ignoramuses, liars, wrong ... they are not afraid of fear and other people's opinions.

The king is naked because he is the king.  Insignificant people are met by their clothes, because they have no other value.  The value of the king's clothing is insignificant next to its value, and will only reduce the value of the king.

The naked king is a symbol of power.  The source of the naked king's power is that he has nothing to hide.  There is no fear in the naked king.  The naked king is free from chains.

Do you think you're rich and secure?  But I see all your lies.  You're the Naked King.  You are naked and have nothing but your soul.

All men are equal to each other, because each is like a naked King.  People dressed in illusions seem to themselves very different, but the one who has seen sees only a forest of bare trees that have invented their lives.

The king is actually naked, but the king is courageous and not ashamed of his nakedness.  The crowd around the king is also naked, but cowardly.  Cowards wrap themselves in illusions and are very ashamed of their lies.

I'm the Naked King, I do what I want. 

Do you think your creations make you better?  No way!  Do you think your knowledge and skills make you better?  No way!  Do you think your possessions and money make you a better person?  Or maybe the people who love you or the places you've been?  No way!  It's all external!  Perfection, it's inside.  The soul is perfect.  Self-confidence.  Self-love.  Love is perfect.  You're real-perfect.  The symbol of perfection is the Naked King.

The Naked King wanted to be perfect, so like a fool he went naked.  He was told that only the wise see clothes, and he is ashamed to admit that he is a fool.  From this we conclude that the King was not real.

A   person,   focusing   on   his   shell,   loses   the   value   of   himself   and   his   Self.   "Who   am   I?"   the   person   asks.   Denying   himself   the   present,   he   begins   to   list:   I   am   the   shell,   I   am   my   sneakers,   I   am   the   place   where   I   was   last   year,   I   am   the   candy   that   I   will   eat   tomorrow.   Now   a   person   does   not   feel   his   value   outside   of   things.   The   naked   man   is   no   longer   the   king.   A   naked   man   is   worthless   now.

I was born a king.  Then I became the Naked King.  Then I became a Beggar King.  Then I became myself.  I dropped the word "King"  and it became by itself.  I am self-sufficient.

Learn to find your strengths in your shortcomings.  Your shortcomings are laughed at, it hurts your self-esteem if you are a fool, but if you are smart, you will find your dignity in it.  Imagine, I was laughed at and insulted a lot.  However, I picked up all the insults and turned them into virtues.  I have been called a naked King, Captain Obvious, a clown, a liar, an ignoramus, a ridiculous visionary, a devil, a heretic, a sinner, an idiot, a vain prideful, a scoundrel, etc.  It was said that in the book  Variothoughts a lot of water, a lot of excess.  They said:  "Your creations are redundant, paradoxical, imperfect, defragmented and unstructured, like nonsense and heresy."  I turned all these accusations into my pluses.  I really appreciate and am proud of every minus. 

The naked king is naked because he knows dialectics.  A king in a jacket is equal to a king without a jacket, a jacket is an illusion of nothingness, in relation to I am a king.  The jacket is not the king.

The truth speaks through the mouth of a child.  Children are closer to the truth than adults.  One day Mr. WU did a good deed, planting a million trees, and he was overwhelmed with self-satisfied pride.  Blinded by his holiness, Mr. WU boasted of his feat to more than a hundred of his friends and everyone praised him.  Only one little girl, his sister, opened the eyes of the master  Wu, the king is naked.

The naked king is perfect because even without anything he is perfect.  Even a naked king is a king, and the whole world belongs to  The King.  A king can lose everything, but still remain a perfect king.

The king may be guilty of anything and commit any mistakes and stupidities, but all this will be forgiven to him, because  He's perfect.

A person has broken your faith in yourself, instilling fear and an inferiority complex in you.  Following the principle of non-resistance, use the accusation as a lever, turning darkness into light.  Try to agree with all the accusations with the wording:  "Yes, that's true, but it's good."  Once I was called the naked king and Captain obvious, I agreed, but justified that it was fine and very cool.  Justify the idea.  The vision of the plan turns a flaw into a virtue.