Death is the mother of beauty

Thought creates and destroys. It reveals and hides. It clarifies and confuses.

Throwing it out would be stupid. (Impossible, too.) Worshipping it would be just as stupid.

Knowing its abilities and limitations and taking them to heart, that’s the sweet spot.

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This explains your K-mimicry. You’ve been imagining yourself as K for all these years.

What do you know of love? I don’t presume to know anything about it, yet you speak knowingly of it.

But you’re missing the point. It makes all your complaints redundant.

Where? I have asked a question about it: Does love come into being? What is your response to the same question?

The point is that my complaints put an end to your insufferable K-mimicry,

Not if thought throws itself out. When you realise that you are already dead, the thought of death has no sting.

No, they don’t - they keep it going, just as they are now. You encourage me.

Okay, I’ll abandon all hope of bringing an end to your insufferable arrogance and presumption, and just point to it as an example of how a deeply self-centered brain uses K’s teaching to draw attention to itself.

Just to be krystal klar, you mean psychological thought. It’s obvious, to me in any case, that practical thought doesn’t need to be thrown out, on the contrary, it would be an act of suicide.

How would I know if it did? If I’m there, there’s no love, according to K.

If you can say for yourself that love did or did not come into being, you’re deceiving yourself.

Thought. The thought of me. The thought of my life. The thought of my death. To throw out all of that.

But what is your response without the filter of K?

It has rarely if ever questioned its “claim to occupancy”. The bodies senses, sight, smell, hearing, touch, taste can only operate in the moment. But thinking springs from the past and brings this unnecessarily into the present. When it’s uncalled for.

What about the thought that enables you to interact with me? The thought that reminds you Gary hates sudden loud sounds. The thought that holds your top secret shepherd’s pie recipe?

Baby and bathwater?

The mind is so habituated to the presence and movement of psychological thought that it isn’t aware that an ‘elephant’ has entered the room!

When I use thought in my relationships I am destroying the world. This is a literal fact, not a science fiction. And it is this fact alone which enables me to interact with you, nothing else, because we are both in the same fix. If it was just a theory, a belief, a wild guess in the night, then thought gets involved and we are lost even further. But when there is just this fact, thought can’t do anything about it.

That’s what we are doing now. We are putting a question and then finding out who or what answers it.

Fix, yes, we fix the world, in both senses: We try to repair it, we try to stop it from changing.

I have seen and heard the word “love” used so often and in so many ways that I never use the word. In a K-discussion forum K’s use of the word refers to something the limited, conditioned brain can’t comprehend.

I don’t know what love is and neither do you.