It’s curious how the mind, despite not knowing the limits to the intensity with which it experiences its states, can hardly reconstitute them accurately. It is much easier to recall acts committed, even if these have generated less intense psychological effects, or even none at all. This seems to show that psychological states only make a mark insofar as they induce some real action; and it is this, after all, that makes them recallable. A very useful precept can be drawn from this: when we want a state of mind to last, we have to act under its influence; when we want to forget it, we just have to entrust its dissipation to inaction.
When One Really Matures…
When one really matures, as time subtracts, as responsibility increases and the past acquires weight and volume, one also acquires the ability to detach oneself from accessories until, finally, life becomes simpler. This process, however, depends on the ability to understand and see oneself proportionally in the panorama of existence, something that naturally results in a fair sizing up, without exaggeration or too much modesty, of what one can and should do.
It Is Traditional of Indian Wisdom…
It is traditional of Indian wisdom to insistently reinforce the importance of the present, given that the mind reaps regret from the past and apprehension from the future. Therefore, it seems objectively impossible to have a peace that is not summed up in a serene and consenting immersion in the now, an immersion that is self-satisfied. But oh, how difficult it is! That minimum that is missing, that wanting that is not much but is placed in a hypothetical future, that real, full, recognized happiness that requires little but is distanced from the moment, all of this is certainly the burial of peace. And the affliction that arises from this realization, or rather from this attitude, is one of those that cannot be overcome, because one cannot speed up time, nor live the future in the present. So, no matter how difficult it may seem, and no matter how repetitive the sages of old India may seem at times, the truth is just that: what there is is simply now.
The Ostensibly Uplifting Nature of the Christian…
The ostensibly uplifting nature of the Christian doctrine of sin is something that perhaps has no parallel in other religions. It strikes at the heart of man and shows him the right way to compensate for his weaknesses, so that, knowing it, only the incurable arrogant and those who have not understood it can remain indifferent. The Satanist may reject it, and even dismantle it with arguments; but despite the firmness and indignation of his words, if he has the slightest bit of honesty left to look at himself and judge himself in the innermost recesses of his conscience, he will know that it speaks of no other man but himself, and the path it points to, despite the difficulty, is certainly the path to redemption.