When you want to prostrate yourself before idols in admiration or fear, think. "You say they're beautiful?" Answer-peacocks are beautiful too. You say they're strong? "The beasts are strong. And what is human, what is worthy of admiration?
All men are idolaters; they pray for themselves, for pleasures and pleasures, avarice, greed, lust, other passions, and other idols. For the most part their passions are low, high rare, but even they are the key.
Fire, Sun, or other representations of God are symbols and metaphors of God, but not God himself. God is not an idol. God is physics and mathematics. God is the philosophy, the truth, the form of things and their energy. God is beauty. God is ethics and morality. God is the law of life.
Why do you want everyone to love you? Do you want to be an idol? The desire for love is a passive attitude that generates fear. To get rid of fear, love first. Don't wait for the weather by the sea. You choose who to love. And don't demand love from those you don't love.
God loves everyone equally. God is everything. Each point is a God, and the energy charge of all points is the same. When you love an idol, it also loves you, but this energy is shared by millions of people. When your love is unique, you will receive all its energy, and this energy will be colossal.
Fruit is good... But ... the Christmas tree sacrifice is mandatory every year. Cut down the fruitless Fig tree. And in General, the garden needs to be periodically cut down and updated... For idols should not be multiplied beyond measure... They fall into pride because of this ...and they feel especially great.
The symbol of the Golden egg and the mouse that breaks it is a sign that we inevitably lose, thanks to a negligible accident, everything from which we create for ourselves a Golden idol and idol. An accident inevitably destroys the idols. Randomness is the name of Providence and rock.
In order not to stand in a dead end, deny the dead end. You have done something, and this something is your only option. Close your eyes and pretend it's not there. No light at the end of the tunnel? What are you going to do? First, in a state of despair? And then? And then you will see clearly and begin to notice the starry sky and thousands of other very different options.
Idealists pray for their ideal, not understanding that the ideal is the idol of the sun, the essence of which is to give energy for growth. You will never be the sun yourself, but you are the tree that grows. Idols, ideals, hopes and dreams are all sources of energy for growth and nothing more.
It is a big mistake to turn a loved one into your drug and source of pleasure. First, do not create an idol for yourself, and secondly, the addict automatically tries to control his drug, which creates a chronic conflict, which is impossible to win. From this point of view, finding love in an Idea and serving it is a much better option. What can prevent you from serving your idea?
You can't turn hope into an idol that you can't live without. If your idol is such that you are blinded by it and are not ready to survive its death, then you are paralyzed by the fear of its possible death. But love is bound to be crucified and die. There is no such thing as love not being crucified. And you will be the one who will have to resurrect it, because you are a slave God's, and slaves are bound to serve their masters. You should be calm about gifts and the death of a Christmas tree. In any case, you must survive and repeat the ritual every year.
For hope to come true, it must be identical with the concept of love. You can't turn hope into an idol. Love is immortal, and idols are mortal. Imagine that your hope will die and not come true, are you ready to implement it anyway? Is the process important to you? The fact itself? Are you ready to do it, even if you know that it will die? If your faith and willingness to realize your goal remains unshakeable, even if your hope is crucified on the cross... then this is love. Just don't lie to yourself.
Brainstorming through denial is like this... you Take what's there and deny it as if it's not there, and you think what you're going to do. When the glare of the fire idol, blinding in the darkness, is gone, ... you will see many small hopes of stars in the night sky. Try it by giving love (time and attention) these little hopes, work out a couple of them. These paths may be different.
The tale of the hen The pock and the Golden egg is a tale of greedy desires and useless Golden idols that bring only misery. About a little gray mouse accidentally destroying a Golden idol.... About the despair and depression of the proud who have lost their idol. And the humility of pride, when people finally realize that the truth is a simple egg. By the way, the chicken in this story is God.