To be able to solve problems. To be able to answer the question. That would be to do. That would be to heal. Mathematician develops transformation (as the central idea) to actually link these two immensely powerful ideas, using the underlying fact that they ARE already potentially linked. Psychologically, we are interested in the force that can bring about transformation. Our starting point is clear. We have used all kind of means to bring about the desired transformation that would heal us and the result was nothing. We have seen that usual methods, usual approach leads nowhere. (Only then we can speak of higher teaching with some right. Otherwise it is only teaching. At the same time it is clear that higher teaching can be the same teaching we have always 'known' but only as teaching. How could dead teaching transform a living being?)

The interesting thing (interesting because it occuppies all our attention in the astonishing moment that we begin to grasp something of it – ) is that if our problem is real, and our problem is real, it must be lawfully (lawfully: in this case: obviously, evidently, at least to some degree) connected with its solution. In other words, our salvation is guaranteed, so to speak. Is there problem when we see the solution? No, not anymore! Was it an illusion? No! What was it? We hate to write it, it is so simple that it could easily appeal to formatory mind: it was part of the solution. This undeniable foundation is called "faith", and faith, in this sense, is rightly called knowledge.

Theology. Church and monastery and the 'believing' crowd have become disgrace to theology. Just look how high and beautiful the idea behind a word consisting of two such all-including ideas must be in reality, originally. One angle from which look at the word could be as follows. You know there are four kinds of thinking or four levels of operation of the human machine. Irrational, logical, psychological and esoteric. To aim at esoteric thinking is the same as to say that you aim at God. You have the oxygen of your logical thinking which you hold so precious, mainly because it had to be wrestled from the irrationality that governs your being. But in comparison to higher level it is pretty much worthless, even an obstacle. Now the carbon of esoteric teaching can act on the oxygen through such 'theologic' direction of the being and transform it to psychologic thinking, the next level.

Thus optimism is poison, trick, feeble imitation of real faith. There's no place for dark tricks in the way of light. Freely use analogies from optics to illustrate this point to yourself.

People in ISOTM were given task to place the law of octaves in the centre of their minds for some time, to think of it and apply it to everythig, to connect everything with it and to it. There could be reason in our trying to do the same for some time, just as they. Though "for some time" sounds like an ugly trick to us. Like: swim as far into the ocean as you can for as long as you can – for some time. You will never return to the shore again.

easy (doable, dominating, yet double, dork, dough, donkey, dog, BuDDha, dormant, door, doctor, document, daughter, orthodox, toast, taste? ?body)
less easy (readoable, record, remember, religion, thousand re-'s, rent, rex, rebel, reckless robbery?, render, remember, revel(ation), remedy, relative)
not easy (mildly irritating, ah, that's me, the micro me, mix, mini-, mimicry mister, mind, mile, migration, migraine, medicine, mediocre, middle, midpoint, smell?)
(outright irritating)
difficult (fairly difficult, already different in fact; FAlse? fat? father? fateful? farther away? phobia? fear? fax? fable, folktale?, find, foundation, fan(tasy), fancy)
very difficult (though soluble; quite different, so very far away; solar, sold(ier?), soul, so late- soft? sulky, sombre, sorrowful long soliloquy, son, salt, sole, absolute, insolent, sound)
possible (latently soluble, so laze maybe even later, laser, so large- galaxy? ladder, definitely lacking, lamb, laughter, land, lame(nt), _{schlank lassie, Larry!##"#&$%$!! the lad that screwed up everything} lagrange, laplace, lark, lag, lash(f), lantern, lullaby, lucifer)
hardly possible (symbiotic, symbolic, sick, sinister classification? simply huge- see: Mississipi, sea; surely missing; spirit?, sir, sister, synonym, sin, basic?, _{cyber cindy,} six, sympathy, science, self?, sight, side, significant, insipid?, sink, sibling, sissyfuzz)
(impossible, outright unbelievable)
easy (doable)

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..... where is U?

sol is called dominant, do is called tonic, (whew, what change, what for?), fa is subdominant, plus three parallels, and si is named leading, why? cause it leads to next do? Whata mess. One thing is certain, dominus must have to do something with lord, we fancy, and it's elementary, basic fact that sol, the octave midpoint, symbolizes - relates to - the Absolute II. Inquiry- joke- -signature.

From the four corners of the Earth
the Lord stands
and smiles.-

It - or something like it - is from one of those blogs who were set free (to set free - way of denoting peculiar act that rock singers promise their rivals will receive in full if they look too closely at the wrong sweetie). It's about fact that when you feel full of shit, unable to think, unable to concentrate, and you say, by Jove, I'm full of shit, in mental, emotional and motive centre, and the instinctive reports: "Capt'n, the ship is full of shit.", and I'm full of resentment and righteous indignation etc. and self-will and pride and vanity and juvenile chibby-peeby-let-us-all-be-little-wheasles-class and you say to yourself, how long is this going to last, and: I've been keeping this meaningless Self.Remembering method though the object itself has been instantiated and deinstantiated so many times that it cannot be counted and that the object itself is unrecognizable and everything is vast nice pitch-black mess and now not one single method is working anymore and Fatal Error will have to be admitted and blue screen faced---- and more such quibbby-mibbby---

And this quibbly-giddly-medley lasts for days and weeks and months, in fact, it seems, from the begginning of times---

As one person said once, just go on with it all (with it all: with what person concerned was thinking it pertained to the Work in broadest meaning of the word). (When one could still remember and think clearly that is.)

Question: why did this person said that and why is it said again and again? Will such an advice not make you into STONE, like that famous female person from Genesis? Is it about being daredevil hero full of bravery and every virtuous disposition, who, bleeding from 1234 wounds and exhausted to death, still manages to deliver the fatal blow to one of the nine heads of the one of the 12.345 dragons surrounding him in the encounter?

Answer: Why? That is clear! Because around, and behind, and above, and in that ribbly diggy wheeggy another plane is, another dimension is, another clarity is, another reason is, another different force is: it will "come" when you do not expect, that is, "you will 'make contact'", or, it will "manifest", (never mind, you or me cannot explain it, that's why those "") if you "go on" - try to keep the octave straight - try to help keeping the octave straight. However you please! These words we know are not exactly helpful in these formulations! Damn words! Even they: traitors! Sadists! Don't trust them! Don't count on them! Et tu Brute! Is: brutus! The: brutus! Every one in class will now be little or big brutus! Which brute would you like to be? Clarissa? Good, divorce. Benjamin? Is, very good. We will have good material to arrange them in chains and make sentences. Who will be another helpful brute? Andrew? Mirror? Very fragile brute if jelaous queen confronts you and asks: thou brother brute, tell me all the truthe, don't to tell refute, if we be the most gorgeous brute, nicer than Snowhite mute? Ok, Andrew will be mirror. Hank! Flash? Ok, Hank wants to be flash. Chrissy? Arrange. Good, Chrissy! We need more helpful brutes. Who wants to help! Bobby, thank you. You will be THE brute. Cindy wants to be flash too. Ok, we'll have two flashes. But half of the class won't be brutes. Brutes, you will assemble on this side, who hasn't got the name yet chooose one please, don't forget verbs! and on the other, he he, know what? On the other side go the secrets. What the secrets think or say is top secret! You never know. They just might change their mind in an instant. They may be silent or make long speeches uninvited or leave the class or whatever, nobody knows, not even they themselves. Let the show begin! Bobby, come here. The first sentence starts with THE. Now let's see what happens if as the next is invited to step forth-- the secret named, what is your name, secret? Massacre! Secret Massacre, would you step next to THE as the next word? Yes! Secret massacre aggrees! We have now The massacre... Intereesting! Class, we got to take care that our party doesn't change into some bloody feast! It is getting dangerous! But we have many peaceful, kind, helpful brutes to help us in this challenge and we would also like to say our prayers to the mysterious secrets here that they respond to this dangerous challenge reasonably and be merciful with us. Let's go on... ... The Massacre Is Tired... Ok, slight change. We need one secret to volunteer as letter S for plurals... And one brute for ED to make past tense. If ED stands to the irregular they turn it into past tense too. Hey, and we still don't know what those secrets will do! Oh my. This is too uncertain. Where is my magic protective coat? And my armour? And me? We will be secret brute, something in-between. I'm certain word, known to me now but not to you, and I'm the last who will reveal itself. Just go on, and on the end we will see how this word fits in. Secret Larry, assume your secret name and command further procedure please! You can ask me for help if needed. Ok?

Make ready.
Think of the invisible.
What is going on in the not known, not felt, not sensed spaces?
Something is going on.
Something is going on there, yes.
Here somethin's wron-- must somehow gone totally off rails, tellya
Count on nothing.
Count on nobody.
Hey, not so content! Do you care at all?
Shut up, past master.
Angels are hurrying busily along the corridors of the big universal corporation.
Every single of them happy, immortal and clear like crystal.
What are they carrying in their folders?
What's going on in their heads?
Why do we think about them?
And why would they care about us?
Sitting here, as we are, completely dead.
Imagine an empty book.
They are rare.
Seek for one precious copy under the name of "notebook" and you will find.
Imagine something to write with, an ink pen? definitely some dear black&gold solemn tool, no everyday stuff.
What traces would you leave on those virgin pages? (Some people answer this one at once.)
Nothing? Come on, let's say you have nothing else to do. Let's say it's an empty guestbook, left somewhere. Many people scratch in such usually.
The book will be ashes tommorow anyway.
Or be thrown into water. (This is to take shyness away from some people.) Now write!
No? Then write to some person, this will make it. "We hope you will find this letterbook useful and amusing. Such&such."
Look at what you have just written. Do you like it? (Most people, over 53% of them, recent research has proved, don't.) No problem, imagine new empty book and start over.
Then—and now for something that is no joke—take the book to the magician.
Say this is me this is my life this is my book. What to do with it?
If you can hear what the magician's saying you are master.
If you can do it...
On the level concerned, not on the next. (This is to take disappointment away from some people.)
Is the magician saying: "Wait, is there something we don't understand..."?
Probably. In fact, this has been the case with over 83% of female population and 98% of males in the last 1500 years; in which period magicians alone could baste and clobber nations of Europe, including maald-boarded islands and uxorial shores of Northern Atlantic. Ah, space and climate and government and intravexinoxious agreement of the nations of Asia! Such was the general sentiment communicated in the higher book of fate of de Charlemagne—not so much in Italy—and excellent English governments. It would had devastated the plains of Spain, Franks, and trade, were not the Visigoths in position to plant there the constitution enabling life spirit and spirit man of the late Roman enterpreneur descendants. And demesne, demesne, never forget demesne! Thus we are gradually led to see that the same laws govern manifestations everywhere.

"Let me out!" says the film star. They open the door, as if to say, go if you want. "Thou are not going, star," says star_2. "Why not?" says the star, in his characteristic inimitable cool fashion. "Because you've been down that road many times and you know exactly where it leads," says star_2. Zoom! The avenue... The star beholds it. Kinda cold sweat, huh? Seems he does not know what to do? Gulp. Guess not. They close the door. "Realax," they say. Relax as much as you can. Oh baby! What business is that? They are taking some disgusting bug out. The star is doing well. Pants shortly. Well, put yourself in his skin and relax if you can! But afterwards everything seems much better. That ugly implant. Some release is felt now, and though the presence of that black little horror doesn't want to leave the place (the stage of the back seat) at once, they quickly get over it. Gee, they must have been adept workers! Could also be because lots of labor is in store for them in the near future, as we find out as the film goes on.

Now go read something that you really love to read. (Or do something that you really love to do. Or both.) Cannot find such? It happens. In that case, you can apply to yourself Book_Use_Method_2, in short: Repeat{Got the question/problem/theme ready? Of course you got, and pre-ready it is, as it were. Repeat{Get thick book of your choice and open randomly. Let your intuition tell you where on the two pages you see you should begin. Read.}until the content and the question correspond.}until the method convinces you that your state is little better then when you began.

An ample reason to go with the book car and not down the film avenue is this: you let oyur imagination some material to transform and not let it get everything pre-prepared, as it were. Moreover, good books are easy to find while good films are not. Whatever "good" means. Technically, emotional parts of centres get active in this way (one is in them by definition when there is attention without effort, attention held by the subject of interest itself). One is feeling that everything is pretty deadly when there is not that middle part. And gues what we think? We think that in such case one is pretty dead.

We can safely assume THAT if possibility exist to say something that can drive attention from what it is all about, at least here, and, to be sure, in almost unlimited number of places elsewhere, no matter how crazy or false or malicious such possibility is, it will be actualized. Now not all such possibilities are funny, innocent joky intellectualisms for those independent and critical (and that means special sources devouring masses) and sloganisms for those who rely more on their unmistakable feeling about how things should be in human life, and that means the newspapers devouring masses. The said actualisations can go further than that, and, they DO go further than that and spoil and damgae things that would better not be spoiled or damaged.

In former case, the delusion exist that one has already made essential progress and is now, with lots of intervention from higher powers, on the way to... way to... wait, it must lead somewhere... But these questionable and numerous ones are still dangerous, because no matter how illusory their pictures about their individual development and importance, seen collectively they still produce infinite mischief. Infinite at least if one compares it to the degree to which those who effect it know about it. In the latter case also the existing threat cannot be denied.

Therefore, an efficient idea must exist about the danger itself and also of infallible ways of averting or neutralizing it: otherwise it is better to close such blogs including this one at once.

The miraculous is, and means, among other things, that such an effective idea DOES exist. That's what we have been trying to say today, along with that such an idea does not proceed from us (but is also not, as far as we are concerned, dictated by some higher power, whatever that is).

We hope you have become aware of what it is all about. It is about keeping octaves straight [as it is said by people who have heard it or read it but haven't quite get the notion, as it is evidenced by their lack of understanding how the schocks needed for that (and the rest of the work notions) are truly extraordinary or, if you will (and it wouldn't be too bad if you do), truly miraculous].

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It is asked centrally, as far as we remember, whether (1) something exists that could be said to justly call forth real, genuine, lasting appreciation & admiration, name it as you like, and (2) if it is possible to approach it, to posses it, to find way to it, name it as you like, and whether it is difficult or easy. Answers are not far, and probably sound somewhat like (1) yes! and (2) yes, VERY difficult.

And this is why we want to (1) not lose sight of what it is all about and, (2) push or draw one another nearer towards it if we possibly can. (1) will require various means and seeking and actions that range from doing nothing to divine providence, with many degrees between the extremes. (2) will also require various means that cover the whole spectre from crime (for some accentuated egos and brute-like individumus) on one end, to, with many stages in-between, divine providence on the other end.

We repeat: The miraculous provides one sort of schock and we provide another. The former is right for the work and the latter is fatal to it.

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As it was once said, and we find such exhortations touching deep vague strings in us in a strange way: it is not so difficult to follow the miraculous, it is difficult to grasp what following the miraculous means!

NOT YOU!
NOT FOR YOU, OLD WOMAN!
FOR NO KATZENDRECK OF THIS WORLD--

this
is for the young one.

Take it, quickly, the incredibly old, more-than-half-mad man says to the fair one and gives the dagger to her, in the center-of-gravity moment near the end of some rather long story which changes the flow of events in it and gives it different turn. They die soon afterwards, the young one and the lying greedy—"old"—one. In fact, the latter is killed by the former by it. Though it is said nowhere, the old man dies too, can not, need not live any longer. He has done what he had to do, comforting picture. The fourth person present, the narrator, he lives on and is being haunted and so on. It comes in his possesion and it will change the direction of events once more.

On the quote alone one could expatiate and develop very long essays and in perhaps privately one should. Maybe try finding examples from literature or movies. Definitely find your own life samples of "old" women. (To gather some pictorial material, and this is said lest inner and outer be confused.) Or Bible. It was always odd to me how old wise men came and sort of honoured new life found there (with things of seemingly not much use). Must have taken it too literally, probably. Then, find philosophic meanings and inner parallels. The whole scene speaks to the feelings, things imaginative do that. It can probably become quite fruitful when that all is connected together from the the viewpoint of potential development. If person cares to do that sincerely it will build something useful in them. Write the words down but don't put the meaning on paper, Ouspensky might say somehere. This you couldn't really do either. It has to be present in your understanding.

Happy new year, class! Stand up! Shout it furiously! Look back in anger and hiss it out at the enemy! You are burned on the stake! Prophecy it to the bishop and the soldiers! Speak it as properly as one should. Recite it cooly. Speak it out consciously. You are old man, very, very, very old. Speak it as with your last strength. You are wise and mighty! Flee from Herod and say it to the infant. Close your eyes. Say it to the ass and the ox. Look how they stare at you. You are grown up! You are bringing presents for someone. Whisper it with tenderness.

Not you.
Not for you, old woman!
Not for the katzendreck of this world.
This
is for the young one here.
Take it.

Ok, I think we may go home now, what do you say? Once again, merry holidays everybody.