About the theory of evolution

 "Now, for us to set the evolution theory in a highly scientific formulation, we must say something like: At a given moment, the earth had a temperature, that was highly favorable for merging of carbon atoms and oxygen with the nitrogen-hydrogen combination link?; then, out of random formation of clots, molecules appeared, from which the structure was highly favorable for the origination of life. From that point time went on like that for a while, until through processes of natural selection there came to be a being, that was capable of choosing love over hatred, and justice over injustice, of writing poetry, like that of Dante, composing music like Mozart, and making sketches like Leonardo da Vinci. This, as a view of cosmogony, would be insane of course.  With that I certainly don’t mean insane as a term of abuse, but in the formal sense of psychotic. Such a view definitively has a lot in common with particular aspects of schizophrenic thinking."(48)

The evolution theory originally brought up as hypothesis, an invention that still needed to be proven, was very welcome in the midst of the 19^th century. Finally the ruling classes got a scientific explanation in their hands and could see the master-servant relation, slavery, wars and injustice as a natural process, and thus justify it. As a matter of fact, all theories always arose from the leisure-class, the headworkers and spread by and putted to the service to that same class. It’s true Darwin supposed that man originally had a place in nature, and that he, through evolution, came from the animal world, but he didn’t understand that man had put himself outside nature, and what he called evolution essentially was an ongoing degeneration. And now the evolution theory isn’t a theory anymore, but something that actually happened and humanity keeps on evolving, ever more sick, decadent and still the evolution-delusion is one of the pillars of the western thinking, and all thinkers and revolutionaries that got infected with the evolution virus went astray with that and consequently really all they tell has to be nonsense. Still scientists are searching for the missing link, that never will be found, because the missing link is the artifact of the theory itself, filling the gap between theory and reality. Not only between human and animal there’s a missing link, but also between all species separately. Still paleontologists are delving assiduously in the ground searching for their chimera, they haven’t found it yet, but the people should be patient for just a short while. Reconstructing a human out of the yaw of a Homo Heidelbergensis or the femur of a Homo Pekinensis, is as foolish as the construction of the image of a camel when you only have his excrements. From the tools and drawings of the Neanderthals you can deduce how they have lived, but not why. Only when you understand the mainspring and motives of today’s man and thus understand yourself, why you so necessarily need to create and produce, you can understand the why of the past. Delving in the past when you don’t understand the present is senseless, and superfluous when you understand the present.

"The solution of the past lies in the present and not the other way around."(49)

What people call science is ignorance and what people call culture actually is degeneration.

 

 

About having an opinion

 

While

 

"Socrates called opinions of men voracious monsters, a nightmare to children" (50)

 

people are of the opinion that having an opinion is a very important thing. At the time they were still quite little children and not aware of all those strange ideas of those grown-ups, they didn’t yet have, as the phrase goes, an own opinion. But what people think of as an opinion, is only a product brewed to their own measure, constructed from the pulp of prejudices, they acquired and that serves their self-interests. Man thinks, because he repeats thoughts of other people, because he borrows of history and plagiarizes from the ideas of his teachers. Man thinks, because he is influenced and he concentrates on the thoughts poured in his head by exchange with others. Man thinks because he formulates thoughts of others in a little modified form and that he calls his "own opinion".

 

"Therefore nothing is in agreement with his fellow-men, nothing, neither philosophy nor types of medicine nor types of rhetoric nor types of music nor types of logic, but they are only opinions and theories"(51).

 

For scholars have become learned, because they have learned so much of what others thought out, because they poured so many opinions, theories and considerations of others in their heads and that they have mixed with a sauce of their education and individual interests, from which originated a new brewage of which they are very proud. Really it is poignant if you see and hear all those important, honoured and famous men of this society, shamelessly displaying their own prejudices and ignorance on radio and TV, in news-papers, magazines and books.

 

" Ignorance one could better keep concealed."(52)

 

but

 

"Scholars are not wise, and wise men are not learned'(53)

 

and so wise men never are listened to. Discussions are merely tournaments wherein opponents defend their "own" opinion with sharp-witted arguments and a knowledge of facts and the smartest wins. And this way everybody lets himself get influenced by the opinions of others, and they never really agree with each other.

 

"This is called the dead-end road of opinions, the chasm of opinions, the bramble-bush of opinions, the brush-wood of opinions, the web of opinions. Opinions, oh followers, are an illness, the opinion is a tumour, the opinion is an ulcer. He who has overcome all opinions, oh followers, we name one who knows" (54).

 

People have an "own" opinion for they have to use and defend it to justify their way of living. And so everywhere there are differences in opinions between equally untrue opinions and yet it’s always the other one’s opinion that’s untrue. Holding an opinion is a tiring activity and only when you don’t have an opinion anymore, there is nothing you have to defend. Only people without opinions can agree fully with each other and they live long happily ever after.

To conclude

 

"As long as man bears time and space and number and opinion within, he is not found again and God stays far and strange to him"( Meister Eckehart).

 

 

About all or nothing

 

Almost honest is dishonest. To almost hit is to miss. Almost true is untrue. Almost pure is impure. Almost perfect is imperfect. Almost pregnant is not pregnant. Almost holy is hypocritical. Almost light is dawn. Almost white is gray. Almost just is unjust. Almost straight is bent. Almost mature is immature. Almost rooted is uprooted. Almost certain is uncertain. Almost free is restraint. Almost loss is fixed. Almost ripe is unripe. Almost awake is sleeping. Almost healthy is sick. Almost real is false. Almost freed is caged. Almost wise is foolish. Almost rest is unrest. Almost dry is wet. Almost whole is broken. Almost alive is dead.

And this way there are in this world only dishonest, imperfect, hypocritical, unjust, immature, uprooted, uncertain, caged, sleeping, sick, false, and foolish people, who point the way, guide, help and judge each other. Like the psychiatrist says, that nobody is normal, the doctor says, that nobody is healthy and the church, that nobody is without sin. Like Ecclesiastes already said, that everybody was degenerated, Sartre said, that everybody has dirty hands. People fuss about a more righteous world, a fairer distribution, more freedom, but it still stays unrighteous, unfair and unfree. In a unjust world, who dares to determine what is just? The nuances and grays between white and black are endless, but it stays gray and it’s merely the side you’re on which makes you decide if it’s more or less gray.

 

 

About specialists

 

Science is like a grotesque tree, shaky rooted on a prejudice (hypothesis), branching its way further and further up in specializations and part specialties, and it gets every more chaotic. And at the end of every twig, there is a specialist laboriously growing it’s way further into the void. On the branches around him he discovers some related discipline fellow-men of his own branch region, but the other main branches he can’t overlook. It’s taking enough effort to keep up with the growth of his own branch, but through the branches he cannot see the tree anymore. Climbing in the tree so high has brought lots of interesting difficulties, and he keeps himself busy with solving these problems. There is dialogue with other branches about certain problems, a multidisciplinary approach they call it, and that’s very laborious, because gradually every branch has created its own jargon. They have grown apart a little, they’re having some trouble with other branches interfering with their branch region, but then a commission is formed to describe the objectives and limits of every branch. And at the base of the tree stands the wise, headshaking about the strange activities he beholds. He didn’t like it up there and climbed down the tree, until he got back down to earth.

 

 

About adapting

 "There once was a chameleon with a flaw, and even a very serious flaw: the animal couldn’t get his colors to change. Wherever he was, in a thicket or on a barren plain, he couldn’t manage to adapt to his environment. By his congeners this chameleon thus was considered a scandalous individual, a poser and a threat to the chameleonic society. Nowhere he was welcomed, in places to eat nobody wanted to serve him and there even was a law in preparation, which for chameleons, who couldn’t or didn’t want to change to their environment or background, forbid to reproduce. Our chameleon was heavily burdened by this subordination. In the beginning he tried to cover his flaw: he purchased a camouflage suit for example, but the only outcome was, that he was even more conspicuous. Eventually he surrendered to his exceptionality and accepted passively with all the terms of abuse he had to overcome, terms like : nihilist, absurdist, anarchist, tartarist, Dadaist, surrealist, Spartacist, non-colorist and neo-expressionist. However one day war broke out between the birds of prey and the chameleons. Well, war… the birds or prey called it a local event, restoring order and peace, pacification, a border conflict, a domestic matter. Anyhow, the chameleons, who had little defense against the sharp beaks and talons of the birds of prey, quickly went to an environment to adapt to. Expect, of course, our chameleon, who despite of his febrile attempts to change color was clearly visible in the landscape, even for an unpracticed birds eye. And thus happened (wonderful and joyful are the vagaries of nature), that our chameleon was the only one of his kind to be spared from the devastating dive attacks of the birds of prey. Because the birds of prey reasoned as follows: Chameleons adapt themselves, so this prominent creature can’t be a chameleon. And they flew with a wide arc around him."(55)

It’s the tyranny of adaptation, social control, thinking and behavior that people call normal, the fear to not be accepted, which make people to crawl in the straitjacket of adaptation. You can only play along in this society when you comply with the rules of the game, that others have written down for you, you have to adapt to what “just is the way it is”. When you don’t participate in this bizarre society, based on power of one over the other, you get expelled. But when you adapt to a sick society, you become sick yourself. That’s the price you pay for adapting. 

"The more un-adapted, the more human, the more human, the more un-adapted."(56)

Un-adapted to the masse, but adapted to a specific group, party or sect, with its own norms and rules, is just the same. Subcultures are and stay cultures.

 

 

When man gets out of balance in such a way, that his abilities to adapt are insufficient, when the burden exceeds the carrying capacity, that will give complaints such as pain, tiredness, fever or inflammations. Actually a warning, that he shouldn’t go on this way and thus it’s a signal to protect him for worse. But that is a connection, that by medicine, with all it’s theories and explanations has been made invisible. People don’t look at the meaning of their symptoms, but just go to the doctor. Because they think that it appeared out of the blue it scares them and they want to know what’s behind it, and what it is called. The doctor, who has learned to name all symptoms, and combine symptoms to syndromes, localizes the complaint, according to his mindframe, labels it and subsequently gives chemicals to fight the symptom. First people get a symptom because they have problems, and then they get problems because they have a symptom, which causes the original problems to get to the background. Never anything gets solved this way, one problem only gets replaced by the other. Symptoms are no problems, but the result of problems. When people in this insane and contrary society don’t have problems, they are as insane and contrary as society itself. People don’t see anymore, that they themselves are responsible for the emergence of a symptom and so they hand over the responsibility, to get rid of the symptom, to the doctor. This way medicine interferes merely with the results and leaves the causes and meaning undisturbed.

"The ethic of the doctors caste is one comparable with that of the Roman Catholic church that stands up for the poor, and engorge itself, who stands up for peace, but blesses all canons. In short, the ethic of the ruling class: the people are the subordinated ones, we know how it must be done, and an ethic of the subordinates: we don’t interfere with politics, we do our jobs and they just figure it out. We devote our attention to the distress however it may caused."(57)

It’s this Medicine, that has carefully avoided the question of the meaning of the fact, that exactly this human being, at this moment gets exactly this symptom. The question why is one that’s not scientific and should therefore be carefully avoided, because it’s a question that affects the base of Medicine and with that so many interests are involved, that it’s safer to just steam-roll over it. Nowadays people don’t get wise by learning by bitter experience anymore, because they go to the doctor with it. When someone trips over a doorstep and wrenches his ankle, pain is the result of it. If you ask a scientist why the pain is there, he will tell, in accordance with his favorite pain theory, a complicated story about pain tracks, synapses and such. What pain actually means he doesn’t know, but he can explain it. He knows how the pain tracks run, but somewhere there’s a missing link between the track and the location, where the processing of the signal takes place, and of course the key question, how you imagine the homunculus up in that skull that feels the pain. But that doesn’t hamper the scientist, he is still searching for that. In accordance with the theory the treatment follows, pressure bandage, painkillers and crutches. But the only thing the ankle asks for is rest and when it’s not given the pain returns again. When the doctor tells the victim that it makes sense to sit with the leg up for a week, the victim protests, because he really can’t do that, he just can’t sit still, he’s just so busy, he just wanted to go on vacation, he cannot be missed. And with that he gives himself the key to understanding pain as a warning. “God punishes those he loves”, says the minister, and then he goes to the doctor with his migraine attack. Never something happens for no reason, but every time man gets attended that it is more sensible to reconsider the things he is doing. That unfortunately is exactly the reason why people can’t sit still, always have to do something, are always busy with things around them, so they can keep running for themselves. Again and again they get a warning, and every time it’s called coincidence. But when they don’t reconsider it, something other does happen, because an accident doesn’t come alone. Fighting symptoms is closing the stable door after the horse has bolted.

 

 

About pain

 

People describe their pains with images like: "It’s a feeling like there’s being cut in my flesh, as if needles get stung in my leg, as if a knife gets stabbed in my back, as if the muscles rip apart, as if it sores, as if a barbed wire runs along my cheek, as if my legs get pinched off, as if my back breaks in half, as if my lower body sinks away."(58)

 

And in front of us the hell of Jeroen Bosch unfolds, with that difference, that it’s no more the devils that cause the harm, but anonymous perpetrators; it stings and cuts and something takes place. Mankind indeed has its hell with all its torment during their lives on earth. Like also the churches have always said that mankind must pay for his sins in hell or in purgatory on the Day of Judgment. But the Day of Judgment is simply the present, and

"the Day of Judgment isn’t a day, but it’s a law court, that holds court continually."(59)

Because those who will not listen to themselves have got to learn it the hard way. The only sad thing and the way it is in this world, is that when you don’t listen to others you get punished. When a little child gets close to a heater, it would experience it as unpleasant and will get away from it. But parents, who have learned that you can’t trust children, warn the child every time it approaches the heater, without the child noticing any danger. That’s exactly why the youngster doesn’t get to know the danger and doesn’t follow its own feelings anymore, but the prohibitions of the parents. And when the parent forgets to warn, the harm has already been done. Children learn from pain and not from warnings and punishment. Grownups just take a painkiller for their pains or go to the doctor. This way people have learned, in the course of their upbringing, to stop trusting their feelings, but to trust on their experiences Moreover they have learned from science, that pain has no meaning, but has a cause and because the cause is always pointed out outside man, the pain should be fought also from the outside. Consequently people don’t get wise by learning from their mistakes, but get careful, cautious, hard, cynical, vindictive, cold and aggressive.

 

 

About the meaning of symptoms

 

The body shows that, which the patient doesn’t dare to show, and that’s why it’s so painful and revealing when people in company with others talk about their diseases or those of their children, not knowing their own share in it. All those politicians with their ailments, with glasses, and fat bellied, bold, grey church- and party leaders, who unconsciously flaunt with their compulsivenesses. The entire language is drenched with phrases, that refer to the meaning of disorders, like the word disorder itself refers to a connection between emotion and complaint. The scholar will say, that it’s too simple to be true, as if something can only be true when it’s complicated.

"Science and the simple folk are contradictory to each other. The experience that worry, agitation and finally also vexation and troubles can make one sick, is much disseminated. And why wouldn’t it? Only in the gild of science it is found that the psychogenitics of an angina, a pneumonia, an heart attack or a diabetes would be considered dubious and improbable and that it would provoke sensation when a scientific researcher would posit this."(60)

When people control their emotions, and thoughts that lead to these emotions, when they don’t express them and keep them for themselves , the body will speak; body language it’s called these days.

And this way every symptom has its own meaning, but when you’re not looking for a meaning, as Medicine does, you’ll find a cause and won’t understand it, but can only explain it. Understanding you do with your common sense, explaining by means of a theory, that won’t let the common sense get a chance. The base of every symptom is the fear to fall out of your role in a society, in which people have learned to find an explanation for every fear. Every time the meaning essentially comes down to the same thing, how many kinds of diarrhea you may have, if it is green, or yellow, or mixed with blood. The subdivision is merely a scientific one, that assumes a local cause. But if I would bump my head against a wall, against a table, or against someone else’s head, and if it results is a big or a small bump, the meaning is inattentiveness.

 

Preceding every outbreak of a disease, indicators will appear, languishment, tiredness, disturbance, decreased appetite, dreams, but because people have unlearned to understand the meaning, they fail to notice it.

 

Every culture has a system-maintaining medicine, what makes people to stay on the ruinous road, that they call progression, which keeps them to deviate from their origin. The number of aid-providers, hospitals, rats and venereal diseases are a measure for civilization. The sicker the society, the more doctors, and the more doctors, the sicker the society in an ever more fortifying spiral

"The hospital is a social-economic institute with the goal to improve the production capacity of the people."(62)

Essentially it still is, but the people don’t see it anymore, because "progress" must go on, standing still is regression and rest rusts, how many victims it may cost.

People call something nonsense when it isn’t in accordance with the rational edifice, that so carefully has been built.

"The simple, honest folk is despised and the glossy inventions of disturbed minds eagerly gets embraced."(63)

 "Your children are not yours, they are casts, entrusted to you by Heaven and Earth."(63)

“Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.

For they have their own thoughts. (64)

In this world full of fears, babies grow up in a symbiotic relationship in their mothers bellies. Unbalanced mothers in an unbalanced world, in which fears, troubles, conflicts, vexation, agitation, sorrow and anger disorders them even more. Every disorder gets through the umbilical cord to the child and influences it in it’s development, with all its consequences. Medicine has made pregnancy into a disease, that must be held under control because of all possible risks, so they say, and needs to be carefully be guarded. And it are the same scientists, who because of that have fed the fears, and thus harvest what they first sowed themselves. They have told all kinds of contradictory stories about what is, and what is not good, what you should and shouldn’t do and how dangerous smoking is during pregnancy for instance. And then the expectant mothers also hear all those gruesome stories of mothers, aunts and neighbors about how terrible it was and how painful, about forcepses and sucking cups and they get ever more insecure by it. Expectant mothers who get out of balance in such a way that they get a symptom and thus get ill, let the child share in their disease. It’s not the rubella virus that causes the abnormalities of the child, but the fact that the mother got out of balance so much that she got symptoms. Furthermore there are all those frightening stories about what can go wrong, which results in a lasting fear and a lasting disorder, and what the pregnant was scared of thus happens. It were not the thalidomide tablets that caused the misery, but a calm pregnant doesn’t need sleeping tablets. At best you could say that only in a disturbed balance, substances strange to the body can do harm. The fear psychosis that evoked all the publications did the rest. There is a clear relation between diseases during pregnancy and children with innate abnormalities. Happy people don’t get unhappy children. When a child gets born with an innate abnormality, parents always have a feeling of guilt, because they intuitively know that they have something to do with it. But that gets talked out of their heads by the scientist and therefore they will never understand and get over it, and a following pregnancy, after a well-intended  but useless advice of the geneticist, again gets carried out with fear and distress. It’s actually unbelievable that, in these disturbed times, yet so many healthy children are being born.

 

 

About giving birth

 
If you would teach a rabbit how it should give birth to its young ones, you know for sure it will go wrong. But in the human world women must learn how to give birth. Prenatal gymnastics, breathing exercises and many books teach the woman how she must and must not do, what to think about, what to attend to and how the delivery technically works, as if it’s an unnatural happening. And that indeed gives as much problems as with walking when you would think about which foot you should step first and then move it. Giving birth you don’t do with your head but on feeling, and when you don’t do that, you ask for trouble. But again it’s science that has made this natural happening into a technical problem. And people believe that it takes so much risks with it, and that it’s safer to be taken out of your familiar environment and give birth in the middle of machines and technology in a hospital, with all white coats around you, which only intensifies the impression that it’s a dangerous activity, which is the reason why in hospitals delivery is always more difficult. “Fortunately”, the scientist then says, turning everything around, “you were in the hospital, because else it would have never gone well.”Only with people with a limitless faith in the medical class the presence of all that technology can take away some insecurity. Those are people, that don’t believe in themselves, but in technology and the authority of the doctor.

 

 

About the difference between Medicine and Healing

"And remember this, you doctors: cure not the body. But cure the soul, because then the body will also be healthy.”(65)

Medicine	Healing
Fights symptoms	Makes symptoms disappear
Recovers adaptation	Symptom is an expression of adaptation
Doctor is authority	Doctor is a fellow-man
Sees man as patient	Sees patient as human being
Is scientific	Is wise
Patient has a disease	Man is out of balance
Is culture-consolidating	Is contrary culture
Curing from the outside	Curing from the inside
Explains symptoms	Understands symptoms
Symptom has a cause	Symptom has a meaning
Gives advice	Gives insight
Keeps itself necessary	Makes itself superfluous
Is prejudiced and interested	Is unprejudiced and disinterested
Cures the body	Heals the human
Is mystificating and covering	Is clarifying and revealing
End result: death	End result: real life

 
People talk about the blessings and achievements of Medicine, but this Medicine has merely grown in such a big monstruous way, because the problems, which it created itself, got ever more complicated and so the solutions ever more ingenious. Heart transplants, artificial kidneys, pacemakers are very clever, but they only fight symptoms and evoke other problems. 

"And that’s why there are just two kinds of doctors, the one helps you with dying, and the other hinders you to live." (66)

How good the doctors may intent to, how thankful the patient may be, never has it made anyone any wiser and they get symptom after symptom, until death follows.

It’s as if the doctors are at the lower reaches of a wild swirling stream that constantly provides an unremitting flow of drowning people. Victims battered by the waves with a great variety of injuries. And intensively and carefully they bend over all those peculiar disorders, which they’ve all named and categorized and have learned to remove it as good as possible by hook and crook. And when the drowning person is recovered sufficiently he can leave again. But some time later he drifts ashore again, a relapse it’s called. And again the doctor tries his best and again the drowning person is thankful to him. Everybody believes that the doctor is so clever, is doing a fantastic job, is indispensable, and is there for everybody, until one day the doctor himself drifts ashore. Nobody, especially not the doctors, dare to go look where all those drowning people come from, that’s just the way it is, why the stream is so wild and why the same victims appear every time. Because imagine that nobody would drift ashore anymore, what must he do with all his laboriously obtained theories and experience, with all his machines, with his status and his possessions? Who will be thankful to him then?  And that’s why everything stays as it is and that’s why everybody keeps this gigantic mystification alive.

"For the ignorant doctors are like devils from purgatory and they maintain purgatory instead of decreasing it and if people would be more mature than they are, they wouldn't fall a victim to their brothers in immaturity, the ignorant doctors. But they are attracted to each other magically: equal attracts equal". (67)

Doctors armed with needles, scalpels, drills, chemicals and toxics, spout, cut and saw symptoms away, and in that way they recover a sick balance. In their white high-priest coats they are the henchmen and guards of the establishment, you could say chaos.

"And the doctors, cutting and burning their patients, torturing them in every possible unpleasant way, complain about not getting paid for their work, while they nota bene sort the same effect, as the diseases."(68)

 

About inoculation

 

When children get ill, it’s because they live in a sickening atmosphere. That atmosphere is determined by the way the parents treat and influence their children. The symptom of the youngster is an expression of the parent-child relationship. Unbiased they came to the world, where the youngster must adapt itself to all boundaries that have been set. Squeezed in the time arrangement of the parents, restricted in its moving space, separated from the warmth of the mother in the baby room, wrapped in sweaters, vests, diapers and plastic it gets subjected to prohibitions, rules, norms and habits of the parents, nutrition rules, poop- and pee rules, hygiene theories, purity rituals. Influenced by the moods, agitations, fear and insecurities of the parents, the youngster gets out of his balance. The more artificial and strict the upbringing is, the bigger the chance that the youngster gets ill. Children’s diseases in epidemics occur in periods of crisis, when entire human groups get out of balance. Children are always the victim of the problems of their parents and the diseases are actually a sign, that they shouldn’t go further on the path that is taken. Inoculation hinders the child to get sick and therefore the parents can go on the same way with the adaptation process. It’s like a passenger car, of which you have learned to use it as a truck, by providing it beforehand with stronger shock-absorbers and keep using it as a truck. Inoculations provide an artificial resistance and in that way disguises conditions that are incompatible with a healthy life. In this reversed world disasters are being called blessings of humanity.

 

 

About incurable diseases

 

Incurable diseases are being called incurable because the scientist with his therapies and theories considers them as incurable. Every disease in every stage can turn out good, but never by fighting the symptoms. Always it are the emotions, fears, concerns, sorrow, agitation, despair and anger that stands in the way of the healing process. But the ill one has let himself get scared, worries, pities himself, agitates himself, despairs himself, and makes himself angry at the doctors, family, the disease, himself, everything he’s doing himself and is letting it be done to himself. 

"Every conflict produces its own mental suffering. That kind of suffering is equal to the suffering in hell, because the more you suffer, the further you are from home. That’s what happens to patients, the more they suffer, the more they want something to be done about it, and the more that’s being done, the more they suffer. In this way they get from bad to worse to get rid of their disease."(69)

The more they want, the sooner they want to get better, the longer it takes and the harder it gets. Man has nothing to demand from himself. People want all kind of things and are willing to do anything to get better, except accepting that they themselves are responsible for their being-ill. Everything they want to give up, except their prejudices, while that and nothing else is the first and only requirement to recovery. They went to the doctor themselves, while they knew better. They have let themselves get hospitalized. They have let the doctor put a label on their problems. They handed over the responsibility of their lives to others. They have put their trust in science instead of themselves, didn’t they?

"The solution of the problem you see in life, is to change your way of living in that way, that the problematic disappears."(70)

and not by solving the problem. It’s like a plant, that you take out of the free nature and put it in a pot and then put it above the central heating on the windowsill. Despite of all the good care, sooner or later it will pine away, get affected and wont grow into the plant it could have grown into. All kinds of tricks you could apply to keep it alive and lengthen its life. Even when it’s at the point of death and is barely alive it can still be saved by burying it in his original place en let nature take care of it. The same applies to humans. Only by taking away the impediments that stand in the way to recovery, the ill one can heal.
 

 

About healthy food

 

People are in the illusion that you can eat healthy. All kinds of bizarre theories about carbohydrates, proteins, fats and vitamins, yin and yang, macrobiotic, biological dynamic, unsprayed. Vegetarians have found a multitude of followers, that try to convince each other of their own right. As if healthy food can be a counterweight for an unhealthy way of living! As if you can eat away your fears, problems, and worries! It would be unjust if you could buy your health in the reform shop. And then they don’t understand, that despite the fact they eat healthy food, they still just get sick. But also the motto: a healthy mind in a healthy body, the people have turned around, and while they make huge efforts to keep their bodies in shape, they neglect their mental health. While there are people that eat everything the nutrition specialist has labeled as unhealthy, and still never get sick and reach a blessed age, there are health-maniacs, that strictly follow the prescriptions and have something going on every time. It’s so easy and short seeing to make a connection between food and diseases, because then all real problems stay out of sight. Eat a little more meat, drink milk and don’t smoke, and you can simply go on with your carrier. And people really believe it. Never do people get sick by eating, neither do they ever get better from it. An internally disturbed balance can never be balanced from the outside. When two people eat the same food and one gets stomach aches and the other doesn’t, or the one gets fat and the other doesn’t, it’s nonsensical to impute it to food, unless you assume there are different kinds of humans. But the only thing that differs people from each other is the degree and quality of their imbalance. Balanced people can eat everything that nature offers with no worries, without getting out of balance. Because it’s never the food, but the ideas about food, that makes people unable to tolerate food. When someone with gall-bladder complaints, who has learned that it has to do with fat food, eats fat without knowing it, nothing would happen. Someone that on the authority of others follows a diet, gets no complaint by crossing the rules, but from the fear, that he will get complaints again. Children must eat from their parents, when, what and how much the parents dish up for them. Nutrition specialists and industry have, it’s true not disinterested, calculated how much the average child would need. And parents believe inthinkingly, that milk is healthy, meat is necessary, vegetables are indispensable, brown bread is healthier than white, oranges and bananas, you know from that slave-plantations, take care of the vitamins and because of that, for the good of the children, they persuade children or force them to eat, whether they like it or not, whether they are hungry or not. Breast-feeding isn’t healthier than bottle-feeding, but the difference is that the child can decide how much it drinks when it asks for it, unless of course when the mother have learned to feed the child on fixed times. And then the scientists say that it’s because of the antibodies and such, when breast-children get sick less often, whereas it‘s just because the primary needs of the child are met with. And where are those breasts for after all? But people have learned that you have to eat because it’s time and not because you’re hungry. And like it’s not enough what nature offers in food to man, it gets manipulated, cleaned, cooked, baked and sterilized, until it can be taken in the acquired eating habits. In this way the appeasing of ones hunger is degenerated into a bizarre ritual, in which people take food with all kinds of arty tools, knives, spoons and forks. And to break the daily rut, in which people have attached themselves, they vary the meals.

 

 

About those scientifically inexplicable recoveries in the gospel.

 

For further, it is the character of a fool and a boaster to say, "I am free from passion and disturbance: do not be ignorant, my friends, that while you are uneasy and disturbed about  things of no value, I alone am free from all perturbation." So is it not  enough for you to feel no pain, unless you make this proclamation: "Come  together all who are suffering gout, pains in the head, fever, ye who are lame, blind, and observe that I am sound from every ailment." This is empty and disagreeable to hear, unless like Aesculapius you are able to show immediately by what kind of treatment they also shall be immediately free from disease, and unless you show your own health as an example. For such is the Cynic who is honoured with the sceptre and the diadem of Zeus, and says, "That you may see, O men, that you seek happiness and tranquillity not where it is, but where it is not, behold I am sent to you by God as an example. I who have neither property nor house, nor wife nor children, nor even a bed, nor coat nor household utensil; and see how healthy I am: try me, and if you see that I am free from perturbations, hear the remedies and how I have been cured." (71)

Seen this way you could say the original Christians, like later those true men were called, and who drafted trough the world healing people’s illnesses, were real cynics. Those who withdrew themselves from the influences of culture and returned to simplicity and in that way ascended over pain and fear, have shown others how they could struggle free from all pinching ties. They told that people themselves are responsible for their being-sick and that they could be cured if they would be willing to give up everything for it. 

"Because not what comes from the outside in man, can make him sick, but what comes out of man is what makes him sick. Because from the inside out, out of the mind of people, comes evil consultations, fornication, thievery, murder, adultery, greed, anger, guile, intemperance, an angry eye, hubris, foolishness. All those bad things come from the inside out and make man sick.”(72)

A completely unscientific approach, but that’s exactly what makes it so wholesome. Because from the outside people seem so neat and civilized, but who knows what goes on in their heads? In this culture, that’s built on self control, where nobody says what he thinks, where people suppress all kinds of things to keep up appearances, where you shouldn’t say things for the sake of peace, where even in the most intimate relationships people have secrets for each other, where people act plucky and control themselves, these fantasies commit their disastrous work behind all those cheerful masks. But the biggest threat for a culture are happy, contented, independent and not to be influenced people. Because being happy is very impractical and disastrous for a consumption-society. Now it’s not really any different than in that time. People haven’t changed, just their opinions. And what could be done then, can still be done.

 

 

About the fear for freedom

"I remember the hare, that Makar once caught in his snare. It was a beautiful big animal. You could feel in him the urge for freedom, her powerful leaps, playful tumbles and fast escapes. Locked up in a cage he enraged, stamped with his legs, hitting the walls. After a few days Makar, furious about his restlessness, threw a heavy carpet over him. The hare struggled and fought beneath it, but eventually he gave up. Eventually he became tame and ate out of my hand. One day Makar was drunk and let the cage stay open. The hare jumped out and advanced to the meadow. I thought he would dive with a big leap into the high grass and we would never see him again. But he appeared to enjoy his freedom and just sat down with his ears up high. Out of the fields and woods in the distance came the sounds, that only he could hear and understand, smells and scent that only he could esteem. It was all his: he had left the cage behind him. Suddenly a change came upon him. The watchful ears dropped down, he subsided a bit in some way and became smaller. He jumped and his whiskers stood up, but he didn’t walk away. I whistled sharply, hoping he would come to senses, to make him realize that he was free. He only turned around and slowly, as if he suddenly became old and shrunken down, he went back to his cage. Along the way he stood still for a moment, and looked around him, his ears up high; then he walked past the rabbits that gazed upon him and jumped back into his cage. I locked the door, although that wasn’t necessary. Now he carried the cage in himself; his head and heart were limited by it, his muscles paralyzed. Freedom, that separated him from the other rabbits, abandoned him, like a by the wind faded away scent, that rises up from trampled and dried up clover."(73)

And like that the civilized man, this deserter from nature, carries his cage inside with him. Chained in his own cage of prejudices, clinched to his possessions, achievements and acquired needs, shackled in his dependency on other people. That’s what he then calls freedom, that needs to be defended at all cost. Constantly he must be busy to maintain his cage, to defend his bars against others, that try to convince him that some are not suitable, that the pattern isn’t normal, that the mesh is too tight or too wide. Like in a cocoon of chimeras people are imprisoned. Their childlike and unbiased nature they have sacrificed to that, and very far away lies the memory of the moments of a free, un-caged existence. And from generation to generation children are being tamed and imprisoned in cages according to the pattern of their parents or grandparents. Only in a weak moment man feels that he is caged, but soon he chases away that scary thought and comforts himself with the sight of all the caged fellow men around him. Because imagine that he must miss the security of his familiar cage, then he wouldn’t be able to cling to anything and he would first have to break down that self-made artificial cage himself, in which he invested so much blood, sweat and tears. What must all those other caged be thinking of it. He would have to deny all those well-intended advices and help from his parents and teachers that helped him with the construction of his cage; and they have also maintained themselves in it, isn’t it? But he never has rest in his cage, he’s always on his guard, his conscious keeps him busy in a persisting way and asks him the question “Why” with everything he does. And every time he must quiet that voice, an ongoing activity. Constantly he must justify his behavior, rationalizing it’s called these days. Rationalizations try to bridge over the gap between what man is and what he should be doing, but at the same time maintaining the gap. The artificial life-pattern of people deviates constantly from the natural pattern, and that leads to a continuous flood of problems and contradictions.

"Reason is an orthopedic instrument for a broken  instinct,"(74)

but maintains the break. Only when the life-pattern and the natural pattern coincide there are no problems anymore and thinking disapeares.

 

 

About the myths of this society

 

The myths about the sense of labor, of duty, prestige, progression, expansion, control and responsibility, in which people believe for generations, supported by church and sciences, get passed through the parents, who have already familiarized with it, to the children. The fear to be found different, to be part of nothing and to be expelled, hinder people to look and listen for themselves. And so people run after all kinds of believes and let themselves float with all sorts of movements. Always the unbiased children had to listen to the false and contradictory stories of their parents. There had to be obeyed because they said it, they knew what was good for them, it’s all for your own good, later you’ll be thankful to us for it. Never does someone really listen to the children. Children who see through that weird game of those grown-ups and because of that ask such hard questions. There just are questions on which you’ll never get an answer, and with that they let themselves get lulled to sleep.

"But if a question can be asked, it can be answered. A question only exist where an answer exists."(75)

But when you come to terms with it, that there are questions without an answer, because all those scholars, exactly because they are scholars, have pointed you that, you’ll never going to search for the answer yourself. And one who doesn’t seek, shall not find.

"The truth is that those who sail on the compass of patented truth-captains never get ashore. The peculiarity of the big exploratory expedition, that we all ought to make, is in the fact, that everyone of us should be at the rudder of his own sense. Everyone of us is his own Jason on the Argonauts quest to the Colchis of the Truth and those who charge or leave the steering to someone else, has to impute himself, that he, instead of the Golden Fleece and honor, brings home sludge and shame."(76)

And this way everywhere people are walking after appealing promises and plans of politicians, after believes and dogmas of church leaders and after theories and explanations of scientists, and so they will sooner or later find themselves disappointed. Those leaders do also have their doubts, but not on their own functioning and so they lead their adherents into the fog. They can’t be doubtful, they must lead.

"But to question nothing is the most certain way to never know anything. He who doesn’t set out, will never arrive. Who doesn’t strive, shall not achieve. Who doesn’t search, shall not find. Not striving for truth and self-knowledge is the only punishable, only execrable immorality."(77)

It’s the patented truth-captains, the entitled, that keep alive the myths, that have made this society to what it is now.

 

 

About structures and systems

 

When man puts himself outside nature and thus is going to live outside himself, he loses sight on the coherency. He feels lost in a hostile world. And what in his eyes has become chaos, he will order arbitrarily and thus is creating an artificial structure in which he tries to capture the outside-world and explain his problems that he evokes himself. That way he tries to give to his being-lost self-created apparent certainties to hold on to. Every culture, how primitive it may be, has her own structures and systems. In every culture man is unfree, not more or less, but different. Every culture thus creates its own problems and finds its own solutions for it. Change of structure or system only gives other constraints with other problems, for one less, for the other more. There is not a single structure thinkable, in which all people are free. Just as much as there is not a single cage, how big pretty or decorated it may be, in which an animal can be free. Only by breaking down all structures a free world with free people can arise. You can’t build up a society, you can only take away all the impediments that hinder it. But not daunted by all problems by which they get confronted, people refine and adapt their systems more and more, more rules, more law enforcers. But just as nature doesn’t let itself get subdued, human nature doesn’t. The tighter the net gets tightened, the more nature gets denied, the more rebellious the people get. Afraid of himself, afraid of the other and afraid of his environment, afraid of his own chaos, man doesn’t dare to leave his prison.

"All that communally of the students corporations, and the choral societies up to the states, is a compulsive form of unity, is a community out of fear and confusion. What we see in the field of community is just herd spirit. People flee to each other because they are afraid of each other. Bosses separately, employees separately, scholars separately. And why are they afraid? One is only afraid when he doesn’t concur with himself. People are afraid because they have never reconciled to themselves. A community of individuals, that are afraid of the unknown in themselves. They all feel that their laws of life are wrong, that they life according to old laws, neither their religions, nor their ethics, nothing of that all is appropriate for what they need."(78)

Bridging differences is an ongoing activity, because you have to maintain the bridge continuously. Compromises bridge, but never solve anything.

 

 

About character or personality

 

"The character is merely a tool for this world."(79)

 

It’s the mask (persona even means mask), with which people play the scene on the stage of the world. With their character they play a role of which they are not the author. The character is merely a compilation of acquired reactions and tactics to keep the head above the water in this society. People also call the character their second nature, which would surely veil the original nature; so actually people do know that they aren’t their character. But people have learned that as a child they are nothing and they should become something, that they have to make something of themselves and that they then are what they think, do and believe. And so you see everywhere around you, people that think they are a woman, or Christian, or Jew, or socialist, or director, or employee. That way they identify themselves with their mask. It’s even praise worthy when you have a firm character or a pronounced character, because it can take you very far and then others know exactly what they are with you and what label you ought to get. And when they’ve played the game long enough, the masks are so strongly tied and have become such an inseparable attribute, that people aren’t able to take it off. But everyone plays his role and gets his share. Thus every character has its own problems and thus its own diseases. And when you point out to people that their diseases have to do with their way of living, they sigh, that that’s just the way they are, and that they can’t change themselves. And still people can very easily change masks, because then they play father, then they play husband, and in the meanwhile they play a civil servant and in their spare time they play a soccer player or Christian. A very tiring activity. Sometimes they even speak as a human being, although you can really question that. And still Christians speak respectfully about that Jewish Galilean, who threw away all those masks and became man again and whom they want to follow and still stay a Christian. He was a socialist his whole life, someone sighed once, he never became a human being. And for that socialist you could fill in all mask, roles, or character, anywhere in the world. The character doesn’t belong to man, but to this crazy way of living in this crazy society.

 

 

 

It doesn’t matter if you fight symptoms with chemicals, herbs, needles, or another technique. It’s still merely fighting of symptoms and it never takes away the cause. In all cases it is the authority of the curer, the know better, to which the patient devotes himself. All ways of curing have their own dogmas, hypothesis and theories, but it stays dogmatic, hypothetic and theoretic. Every curer have his own interests, prejudices and fears, with which he approaches the patient, who turned to him in his dependency. No way of curing is in this way qualitatively better than the other. No way of curing can make every symptom disappear. It will make no difference whether you’re bitten by a dog or a cat. It’s six of one and half a dozen of the other. And still they denounce each other as if they have all wisdom on lease, while they are all unwise. Unfortunately people yield, impressed by the magic of technology, for Medicine, in which many interests are involved, for the scientific technological curing company, sponsored by pharmaceutics and machine industry.

"Their deities are silver and gold (and steal and plastic, devices, machines and tools). The work of man hands. Who made them shall become like them. Everyone who puts their faith in them."(80)

And so the scientist bends over the immunologic machinery of the patient.

 

 

About the male- and the female role

 

In a disturbed balance, small humans grow up in the mother’s belly, influenced through the umbilical cord by her disturbed hormone household, where hence the balance between the male and female hormones gets disturbed. Not entirely blank they then come into the world and immediately separated in boys and girls. And depending on that small difference they get approached differently by their fathers and mothers, welcomed differently, hugged differently, dressed differently and admired differently. And they grow apart further; with girls, boy-like behavior gets rejected and girl-like behavior gets rewarded, and with boys it’s the other way around. The entire environment adds a little extra on that, so they soon show a desirable behavior or at the other hand resist it. Additionally they continuously see the example of other people that behave like a man or woman. Daughters pull towards their fathers and sons to their mothers, taking over their parents’ habits, interests and characteristics and in that way they gradually are crammed to behave and think as a man or woman of this society. Or they get of the track and are driven to that in this society so undesirable role of gay or lesbian. But people aren’t homosexual just as they aren’t Christian or man, they can only be that in their minds, and man is not what he thinks and he certainly isn’t what he thinks he is. And hence those little human beings, that came to the world so unbiased, degenerate into men and women, caricatures of humans. Active, tough, big, rational, practical, down-to-earth, reasonable men, brought up and educated for their role in the outside world. And passive, weak, soft, sensible, beautiful, elegant, decent women for housekeeping and motherhood. Appearance, build and movement develops towards the acquired behavior which is called character and visa versa. With what the Westerner calls primitive tribes, where the male and female roles are less stereotypical and stand closer together, the physiques of the men and women differ less. Feminists and emancipating men don’t attempt to get rid of their role, but only take over ingredients of the role of the other and turn it into their own mélange, a confusing activity. It’s not, as the therapists claim, that men suppress their female side and women suppress their male side, but both have suppressed man. Only by completely disposing your role, you can become man (a pure human being) again.

"If you make two into one and when you shall make the masculine and the feminine to a single one, so that the masculine isn’t masculine and the feminine isn’t feminine, you shall enter the kingdom."(81)

"So every one of us is a fragment of a man. Before we used to be one, but now because of our injustice we are separated by the deity.”(82)

 

About desire

"Impure and misshapen is the sight out of desire. First when we desire nothing, first when our sight becomes pure observation, opens up the essence of things, the beauty. If I look to a forest, that I can buy, lease, cut down, in which I want to hunt, that I can charge with a mortgage, then I don’t see the forest, but only what has to do with my desire, with my plans and concerns, with my wallet. Then it consists out of wood, it’s young or old, healthy or sick. However, when I don’t want anything from it and just stare deep into the grenery without thoughts, only then it is a forest, it is nature, it is beautiful, does it give wonder. It’s the same thing with people and faces. A man, whom I look upon with fear, with hope, with desire, with intentions, with demands, isn’t a man, he is merely a turbid reflection of my desire. Knowingly or un-knowingly, I look at him with questions that purely narrow down and falsify: Is he accessible or proud? Does he respect me? Can I get something out of him? Does he understand art? With thousands of questions we look at most people, with whom we get involved with and we pass for experts of human nature and psychologists, if we succeed to notice in their appearance and behavior, what serves or contradicts our intentions. But this attitude is poor and in this kind of psychology the farmer, the peddler, the cheater and the seducer are more experienced than most politicians or scholars. At the moment, that desire comes to a rest and the contemplation, the pure and devoted seeing arises, everything will be different. A man stops being useful or dangerous, interested or boring, friendly or rude, strong or weak. He becomes nature again, he becomes beautiful and remarkable as with everything which the pure seeing beholds. Because seeing surely isn’t examination or critic, it is nothing but love. It is the highest and most wishful state of our soul: love without desire."(83)

But in a culture in which people are dependent on one another and because of the division of roles need each other, man and woman complement each other, compensate each others shortcomings, support each other, are each others possession, hold on to each other and can’t let each other go, each with their own concerns, opinions and prejudices. It’s everything but disinterested love, it’s a relationship born out of need to escape the loneliness and create an artificial unity. In their being-in-love, - the most dangerous venereal disease there is, - when the brains are dimmed by wishes, expectations and false future dreams, they cling on to each other. And soon the dream is over and the moonlight and roses disappear, and for the sake of peace they adapt to each other. And like they get tired of their couch, they get tired of each other in this waste-culture.