Studying the biology of living creatures, I was struck by the ideality of their device. They are monstrously complex and perfect. So I wrote the word and you read it and understand something. For that to happen, billions of chemical reactions have to happen. Can you imagine the billions! And there is not a single failure! And it works everywhere! In this world everything is infinitely perfect.
A system is a particular case of electric energy generator. Perfect order above and total freedom of chaos below. The order of the Form, that possesses the raging chaos of content. The deeper capacity gap between order and chaos is, the more energy this system produces.
Lie is an isolated and chaotic phenomenon that is afraid of time and disappears quickly. If lie is made more consistent and constant, it will turn into order and will become truth.
But it's only the perfect who can see order in chaos as it's only them who are able to find objective laws in it, clear them and get rid of the unnecessary, and finally derive use and energy from it. The perfect are those who are able to derive use, energy and order from chaos.
God is chaos, which imagines something inside itself, creating order. When one fantasy bothers him, he destroys it and creates a new one. And so on indefinitely.
Chaos is a hundred times more effective than order. Order is just one system, and chaos is hundreds of interconnected and mutually regulated systems that exist in one space of time. Chaos is a complex high-frequency information structure.
The whole is less detail. The whole tree. Details this wood. Order is less chaos. The procedure takes something out of the chaos and arranges it within himself. Order is wood. The forest is chaos.
Man is a tree of order that takes from the surrounding chaos what he needs and structures it into an ordered system. The fruit that this system produces returns back to chaos, feeding it and serving as a source of energy for other ordered systems.
The plants turn you into their slaves. All these idols of perfection and order tempt you with their beautiful fruits, that you may love them and serve them. Remember the tree of sin and her Apple, remember all those flowers. Sweet poison is beautiful, but are you ready to be their slave?
Order is control. To be in order, everything needs to be controlled. However, it should be remembered that a number of things can not be controlled and they should be accepted.
The feeling of control, of course, kills fear, but when the immunity to fear disappears, and you accidentally lose control of fear, it will kill you. Order and control require resignation to their absence.
The stages of restoring order are as follows. First you put your head and thoughts in order, then you start controlling your body and habits. And on the third stage automatically the entire the world around it becomes a good and an excellent.