Aphorisms and Other Things (1987-89)
Today I met a dog on the street. He was attached to his necklace, but he wore the long strap himself in his mouth. And he looked so proud!
A thought for angry moments: In exactly the same situation, with the very same conditions, I would have acted exactly the same way.
Some time ago I drew planets, celestial bodies in our solar system, a perspective with the sun in the foreground and the small planets beyond it. Suddenly I realize that I'm decorating the sun with a shadow side too!
It's not easy to live, but dying is impossible.
It's weird. Sometimes you need to be reminded that you are mortal, sometimes that you are immortal.
Is the joy round? Like fun-shaped?
It seems that we feel lead at possessions, qualities and people, to the same degree that we have previously idealized them.
I write today, as old and physically heavy, the books I sincerely hope, I will find to read as a young person.
The realization that one is not a slave to the external circumstances often takes a whole life to conquer.
My self-confidence is lost to being bad, as well as unstoppable habit.
Hanging out with wayward cats gives a thing or two to consider. They don't reveal you "the way you really are", it would be cynical to claim something like that, but they show you how you are at your worst. They even set a low water mark. Instructively so.
The world is expected: People feel little confidence in what they are, but much in what they can accomplish, although it should be the other way around: great joy would lie in existence itself, while less emphasis would be placed on abilities and skills.
The people we really should fear are not those who think so about themselves.
The basis of my pain is not primarily that I am in the absence of good judgment, but that I act as if I owned one.
I value doubt more than faith, but of course an absolute certainty is higher than anything. But more and more, I find it difficult to really know something. Therefore, I value doubt more than most, and often feel that the doubter has more to teach me than the believer, who has a richly detailed object to offer.
Important! To try to accept his inability to accept and also his inability to accept the inability.
Interaction with others is acting and board games in the finest sense of the words.
Anyone who assesses everything from one system attacks other systems, nails and exposes their shortcomings, but certainly not the approach itself: to have a system.
You do what you do until you don't do it anymore, you don't do it anymore.
Anyone who complains about his pride may also say that there is, after all, something to be haughty about.
You call yourself a seeker, but you still take a lot of things for granted: the relationship with your parents, god's qualities – yes, even the state and needs of the world you are done with. And yet, they say, to get answers.
If the bumblebee flies just because it doesn't know itself and the laws of life well enough, who has the heart to deprive her of this joy?
I feel like an unscripted loser.
Can such love be understood at all by those of us who are not yet able to do it?
Anyone who most eagerly believes that a person's past influences and inspirations should be accounted for, that it would be appropriate, is perhaps also the one who is most misled by hearing about them.
It is not the lack of adequate judgment that is the basis of my misery, but that I decide and act as if I owned one.
Love is both goal and means. He longs for and fulfills itself. It calls and is its own answer.
Doubt completely is to put the doubt in question as well; something about the chemistry of understanding, love and joy.
He who loves to be loved doesn't love. He who loves, but does not allow himself to be loved, does not love either. He who truly loves knows, at that very moment, nothing about either love or its opposite.
Nationalism is self-sufficient across a larger number of people. Deepest, one is not united for anything, but against. Nationalism is always aggressive.
It is difficult to pray or meditate at command, both external and internal.
In the statement "be free of something" lies a contradiction. The word "free" itself indicates which preposition best conveys this experience: "be free in."
One can doubt that there are basic energies as we imagine them. For this reason, there is no need to doubt that there are basic energies as Martinus experiences or imagines them. You have to start with the essentials.
It is probably the case that one has experienced enough only when the conscious prayer ceases to be one among other options.
I "see" the sound in front of me in the air, of an airplane. But the plane flies so fast that the sound lags behind. The plane is already out of sight. It illustrates to me how life in its essences escapes our senses and all that we can register is the "shadow" of life.
The earthly shackles, like so much else that we have the support of life to free ourselves from, will be overcome with love. Love is the key of all doors, the lip of all gates.
It's not easy being human. Being an o-human is so much easier.
Love is not just and only love. The music is not just "beautiful". It's about making violence on your experience to say that.
The highest stage of esoteric study is forgettable.
We will "be like the children," christ says. What do the children have that are so desirable? They take it less seriously and the bigger with a little less seriousness.
In fact, we should not talk much about personal development, but more about personal settlement. It better indicates what it is about.
These three are the foundations of joy: to be careful, to be grateful, to be active.
I don't really write for the imagination. The written purpose is to make the mind a little more elastic.
Then all that happens, so great, beset adversity and the other. You are young, you don't understand anymore. Young people are the ones who blame.
Every thought that is wise does not need to be written down. Every shirt that is beautiful does not need to be owned.
Impartiality is not the same as not choosing, one option over another. You have to choose. No, impartiality is something else or something else. You can say that you choose without excluding it.
Prejudice makes you stupid in both senses of the word: you become both stupid and mean.
And the Weaver weaves his eternal fabrics. Twin balls swirl past our wondering eyes. We grope and gather for a wedding dress.
There are people who, with greater dismay, see a naked, healthy body, than a wounded, incathought, and a fight rather than intercourse.
That thought often strikes me that it is really the children who are doing essentials: they ask. It's healthy. Adults respond. What is the expression of?
More poor than the one who has nothing to lose is the one who fears losing what he thinks he owns.
To the question: "Who am I?", the answer is: "I am." If you say more than that, for example, that you are "a soul in a body", or "an immortal spirit", then you have already begun to exclude.
Martinus allegedly said, when he fell and broke his femur neck, that it was so that he "would stop writing". It's interesting to think about. How is such a thing staged?
The language is like a horse. Sometimes it stacks up, and you have to sit up in the saddle. But most of the time, you just go and drag it behind you in the reins.
© Stefan Hellsten