Chapter 22 Volume 3 Faith - 10

I know that for all men who act thus, there generally is no evil or good, but only pleasant or unpleasant, so far as they act; It is not they themselves, but this natural force within them, that pursues the former with all their might and shuns the latter, regardless of good or evil.I know that, once they are what they are, they must at least act as they act; far from being indignant at this necessity, or at this blind, willless force of nature.Of course there is precisely their fault and baseness here, that they are what they are, that they are not free and independent, but surrendered to the flood of blind natural forces.

That alone could be what exasperated me; but in this case I was caught in something absolutely incomprehensible.I cannot blame them for lack of liberty unless I have presupposed them to be free in order to make them free.I wanted to be angry with them, but I could find no object of my righteous indignation.What they really are is not worthy of such indignation; what is worthy of such indignation is not them, and if they are such things, they do not seem to deserve such indignation.My exasperation may be directed at an apparent nothingness. —It is true that I must always treat them and talk to them as if they were something I know well that they are not; Opposite, deal with them.Duty enjoins me to act according to a conception of them that is diametrically opposed to that which contemplation offers me.So of course it happens that, as if they were free, I respond to them with a noble indignation, in the hope that they themselves would arouse this indignation against themselves, which I myself have expressed in mine. The depths of the soul can never be felt in a rational way.In my mind, those who are angry at irrationality and evil are people in society who practice what they do, not those who are immobile, self-improving, and meditating.

Physical troubles, pains, and diseases, if they concern me, I cannot but feel, for they are happenings in my natural forces, which I am and always will be in this shore world; but they But it shouldn't make me sad.They, too, concern only that force of nature with which I am miraculously connected, and not with myself, nor with the essence of this King's Landing above all natural forces.The sure end of all suffering and all pain is death; and of all those things which the natural man often regards as a sin, death seems to me the least.I shall not die to myself at all, but to others, to those who remain, from whom I have disjointed; and to myself, at the time of death is the birth of a new and more magnificent life when.

After my mind had been locked away from all desire for earthly things, after I had practically lost any thought of temporal things, the universe appeared before my eyes in radiant form.Gone is the dead, heavy mass that occupies only space, and in its place is the ever-flowing, surging eternal torrent of life, power, and action—from primordial life; O infinite, from which to your life; for all life is your life, and only the religious eye penetrates into the realm of true beauty. I am related to you, and what I see around me is related to me; all things are alive, endowed with souls, all gaze at me with bright elven eyes, and speak to my heart with elven voices.In all forms other than myself, I contemplate myself dispersed in infinity and variety, and reflect back to myself from these forms, just as the morning sun is dispersed in various ways in thousands of different things. In thousands of dewdrops, it is like shining and reflecting on itself.

Thy life, as the finite can grasp, is itself entirely self-forming, self-expressing its own will; this life--cloaked to mortal eyes in all sensuous guise--flows through me into the whole of the immeasurable. from Russia.Here, your life flows through my veins and muscles as a self-created, self-formed substance, and deposits its rich content outside of me in the flowers and trees.Creative life, in all forms, and everywhere within the reach of my eyes, flows drop by drop in a continuous torrent; this life manifests itself to me in different ways from every point of the universe as it The same force by which my own body was formed in the shadow of secrets.

There this life surges freely, and in the animal it leaps as a movement which forms itself, and presents itself in each new body as another world, unique and for itself; Forces that I cannot see move in my own limbs.Everything that moves is subject to this universal impulse of all motion, this one principle, which transmits the harmonious vibrations from one end of the universe to the other; animals have no freedom; I am the starting point, although the movement is not thus based on me - there is freedom. But this life of yours as the bond that unites spirit with spirit, as the air and ether of the only rational world, is pure and divine from that which is as close as the mortal eye can see to your own essence. Its place has passed; this life of yours, though incomprehensible and incomprehensible, is still clearly before the eyes of the spirit.Thoughts, as they are continually transmitted in this stream of light, float without pause or change from soul to soul, and return to themselves purer and more radiant from the same heart from the same source.Because of this mystery, a man finds, understands, and loves himself only in another; each spirit develops itself only from other spirits, and there is never a single individual here, but only a human being, without a single mind and love and hate, but only intertwined thinking and love and hate.Owing to this mystery, the intimacy of the spirits of the invisible world constantly infuses into their corporeal nature, and presents itself as two sexes; even if every spiritual bond should be broken, the two sexes, as natural beings, would have to love each other; and this intimacy flows into the tenderness of parent and child, as if each soul were of one blood, as limbs and mind are branches and flowers of the same trunk; It also encompasses the whole world of sentient beings in a narrower or wider range.The longing for love lays the groundwork even for the hatred of every spirit; except for rejected friendship, enmity cannot arise.

Through what appears to others to be a dead mass, my eye sees this eternal life and movement in all the veins of sensuous and spiritual nature; Purification is a more spiritual expression of itself.The universe is no longer for me what it used to be, the cycle that repeats itself, the performance that repeats itself, the monster that devours itself in order to regenerate itself; Carrying the inherent mark of the spirit, that is, the constant march toward greater perfection in a straight line of infinite progression. The sun rises and sets, the stars sink and come again, and all the celestial bodies continue their round dance; but they come again not as they were when they passed away, and in the radiant fountain of life there is the process and evolution of life process.Every hour they bring, every morning and every evening, descends upon the world with new prosperity; new life and new love fall like drops from a cloud from heaven, and As the cool night covers the earth, it covers nature.

All death in nature is birth, and it is in death that the sublimation of life is evidently seen.In nature there is by no means a mortal principle, for nature is life utterly pure; what is mortal is not death, but a more vital life, which begins and develops behind the old life.Death and birth are merely life's struggle against itself, with the aim of continually representing itself more radiantly, more like itself. Will my death be an exception?Because I am generally not a mere expression and reflection of life, but a primitive, only real, essential life within myself.It is impossible to conceive that nature should destroy a life that did not arise from nature; I am not alive for nature's sake, but nature itself is alive only for me.

But even this simple expression of my natural life, even this inner invisible life before the eyes of the finite, cannot be destroyed by nature, for otherwise nature would have to destroy herself; nature exists purely for me, It exists for me, and if I don't exist, naturally it doesn't exist. Just as nature does not kill me, it must regenerate me; this can only be my higher life developing in nature, before which my present life gradually dies away; What is called death is the visible manifestation of a second attainment of life.If the rational beings who here seem to have seen the light of nature did not die on earth, there would seem to be no reason to expect a new heaven and a new earth, and it would seem that the only possible end of nature, the expression and preservation of reason, Having realized this shore world, the natural cycle process seems to have come to an end.But the act by which nature kills the free and independent being is a solemn, all-reasonable transcendence of nature over this action, over the whole realm by which it ends; To my own new life, to the guides of nature that exist for me.

Every member of my kind who departs from this earthly union, which to my spirit cannot be considered destroyed—for he is my kind—transfers my thoughts with himself to another world; he still exists, And he deserves a place.If we grieve for him here on earth, as one may grieve in the shadowy realms of the unconscious when one leaves him and enters the sunshine of this world, then in the celestial world people feel sorry for a man born into theirs. The world rejoices, just as we earthly citizens rejoice when we welcome those who are born into us.If I should one day follow in their footsteps, there would be nothing but joy for me; for sorrow stays where I left it.

The world, which I had just marveled at, faded and sank before my eyes.This world, with all the richness of life, order, and prosperity I have seen in it, is only a veil that hides from me an infinite and better world from which it will develop The seeds of the world. After my faith enters this veil, it gives warmth and life to this seed.Uncertain as it may seem, my faith expects more than it can grasp in this world, more than it can ever grasp at any time in the future. Thus I live and thus exist, and therefore to all eternity I am unchanging, firm and perfect; for this being is never a being received from without, but is my own, the only true being. with essence.