When we encounter a man who boasts about something that should shame him, we see how easily cleverness turns into vice. To have such a quality, it is better to always be deceived! Undoubtedly, there is no moral embarrassment in being a victim, nor in giving credit to those who do not deserve it. If something is lost, it goes without leaving a mark on the conscience, and time never exacts the price of remorse. The one who wins, however, will realize that what he has gained is little, and will be happier to the extent that the vileness he nurtures leaves no room for objections—complete happiness, as we can see, is only possible for an animal.
Category: Notes
It Is Striking to Note That, After Reading…
It is striking to note that, after reading Meetings with Remarkable Men, in which George Gurdjieff recounts, sometimes indifferently, sometimes boastfully, the countless times he took advantage of others’ innocence, manipulated, lied, and deceived, there are still those who want to have him as their spiritual master! It brings to mind that saying from Rio de Janeiro (surely it is from Rio): “Every day a trickster and a sucker go out into the street. When they meet, there’s business.“ Gurdjieff is one of those who reeks of lies, and a connoisseur of this type of nature easily notices that some of his accounts, if not invented, are interspersed with exaggerations and falsifications aimed solely at impressing. What a thing! “Magnetic personality,” “mystical guide,” “spiritual master”… Through these stories that should not be told outside a confessional, Gurdjieff proves himself to be nothing more than a professional con artist.
The Human Capacity to Get Rid…
The human capacity to get rid of the powerful impression caused by death is impressive. When experienced, it seems decisive, there seems to be a certainty that its vividness will never leave the memory. But then time passes, and the day comes when it is as if it had never happened, and one lives peacefully, ignoring what once seemed like a lesson. Forgetting is a gift; but only partially: remembering, sometimes, is ensuring that the past has not been in vain.
It Is Truly Wonderful to Read Szondi’s…
It is truly wonderful to read Szondi’s observations when one’s knowledge of one’s own ancestors is limited to two generations! There seems to be no more effective way to portray disorientation. In Szondi, ancestors always seem to be lurking, seeking ways to manifest their inner tendencies in the lives of their descendants; knowing them, therefore, is essential. And to see that, as a rule, the offspring of anti-civilization know nothing about them; they live as if they had been thrown onto the earth from above by a stork; and they spend their lives like this…