Chapter 114 Conclusion - 3

At least I know this from experiments: If a person can confidently go in the direction of his dreams and work hard to manage the life he wants, he can achieve success that is usually unexpected.He will cross an invisible line, he will leave things behind; new, wider, freer laws will begin to surround him and become established in him; or old laws will Expanded, and given new interpretations in his favour, in a freer sense, he will receive license to live in a higher order of things.The simpler his own life was, the simpler the laws of the universe would appear, and loneliness would not be loneliness, poverty would not be poverty, and weakness would not become weakness.If you build castles in the air, your labor is not in vain. Castles should be built in the air, that is, to put the foundations under them.

The UK and the US have ridiculous requirements that you must be understood by them.Neither human life nor the growth of toadstools are so obedient.Thought it was important, as if without them no one would understand you.As if nature favored only the faculty of understanding, which feeds quadrupeds but not birds, and beasts but not fowls, soft, silent and standing yells seemed to be the best English, even Brett could understand it.As if nothing but stupidity could ever keep you safe!My greatest fear is that I have not expressed enough, that I cannot express beyond the narrow confines of my own daily experience to fit the truths I affirm!Go too far!It depends on where you are.A wandering buffalo running off to another latitude to find new pastures is no more extreme than a cow kicking over a lead bucket, jumping over a stall, and running to her calf while nursing.I wished to speak in places where there was no bondage; as one sober man speaks to other sober men; and I felt that I had not gone far enough to lay a foundation for true expression.Who ever hears a piece of music and fears that they'll forever overtalk it?For the sake of the future or possible things, we should live less tensely, not revealing on the surface, and the outline may be vague and hazy, just like our shadow, which will appear to be sweating unknowingly when facing the sun.Our real language tends to evaporate, often making what remains unsuitable.Their reality changes from moment to moment; only its literal form remains.The words that express our faith and devotion are very uncertain; they have meaning only to eminent men, and are as sweet as frankincense.

Why do we so often reduce our intellect to the point of stupidity, and praise it as common sense?The most common sense is the consciousness of sleeping people, expressed in their snoring.Sometimes we lump people who are rarely smart with people who are dumb because we only appreciate a third of their intelligence.Someone got up early by accident and was picky about the red glow of dawn.I've also heard, "They think cards Bier's poems have four different meanings; hallucinatory, spiritual, intellectual and popular teachings of the Vedic scriptures. "But here we are, if someone gives more than one interpretation to a work, there is a lot of blame. Britain works hard to prevent potato rot, why doesn't it try to cure brain rot? The latter is really more common and dangerous.

I do not say that I have become more profound, but I would be proud if I did not find more fatal flaws in these sheets of mine than in the ice of Walden Pond.You see, the ice merchants in the south object to its blue color, as if it is mud, but in fact it is a proof of its purity. Instead, they look at the water of Cambridge, which is white, but has a grassy smell.The purity that people love is the mist that envelops the earth, not the blue space above.