Kozlov philosophical tales. Tales of love

This book is for those who are considering life. For those who put Life, its play and sparkle above frozen rules and dogmas, who believe that life can be fun and meaningful. What is this book about? About morality. About freedom. About liberation from fears and the possibility of happiness, about choosing the position of the Author even where everyone habitually chooses to be a Victim. This book was written by a Practitioner who knows that there is nothing more practical than philosophy - naturally, philosophy is correct. The author does not pretend that he owns the Truth - in his opinion, owning the Truth is immoral. He is friends with Truth - and she seems to reciprocate. The book is written in the form of Tales, that is, free living stories, where the scenery is Eternal themes: Man, Good, Freedom, Religion, Art, and the reader settles among actors: Moral Decency Kakvsevny, head. spiritual office of the Holy Faith Ivanovna, the Dragon - and observes what these Heroes do with a person and what a person can do with them. This book is for those who allow themselves to see in Happiness not a difficult goal to be achieved, but just as natural and required condition life, how to wash in the morning. This book is for those who choose to love themselves and people, and celebrate their lives.

A fairy tale about the meaning and price of life

The Trouble of the Safely Escaped

Every time must be busy.

Law of life

From understanding that life is meaningless, a person is saved only by the fact that he does not think about it. Some people are so lucky that they do not even understand this problem. But for those who understand and think, life is worse. The feeling of the meaninglessness of existence is dreary, it pulls and torments. And against this background we live and try to be happy ...

As you know, there are two ways to deal with a problem: either solve it, or run away from it. So it is here - someone is looking for the meaning of life, and someone runs away from experiencing its meaninglessness, over and over again finding a way to distract themselves from the emptiness of their life and create the illusion of its fullness. And there is no pain...

The simplest escape is immersion in Work or Care. Longing for the meaning of life is a longing, a neurosis, the same as longing for a loved one, homeland or chocolate sweets. A the best remedy from longing - to be busy business. It is known that those who are obsessed with work, or those who simply need to survive, do not suffer from the problem of the meaning of life, they have neither the time nor the strength for this.

One of my acquaintances is definitely not up to these questions right now - she has infant and there has been no hot water for four months.

But not everyone is so lucky, and life must be filled with something. Someone loads himself with work at work - a perfectly acceptable solution, only the neurosis of the emptiness of the weekend remains. Outside of work, you can get a dog.

Or children. IN this case it doesn't matter: both create a lot of trouble and take up a lot of time.

No less popular is the second way of escape: escape-immersion in Entertainment. Entertainment is filling your life with emotional events, no matter if they are bright or creepy, the main thing is to be sharper and richer. TV, alcohol, visiting exhibitions, riding a carousel, love experiences, books, fights, conversations - all this gives the fullness of life, more precisely, the feeling of fullness. There is no meaning in life, but life is full.

This is how a person lives: where is the dispute? - runs. Whom to scold? - runs. Whom to be offended by? - in a hurry. They quarreled, took offense, sweated - so a rich, eventful day passed.

About those admitted to Great Service

He who has a WHY to live can bear any HOW.

Nietzsche

Those who want to live a truly meaningful life embark on the path of service. In fact, they have no other choice. The fact is that the search for the Meaning of life is not so much an everyday problem as a philological one: according to the rules of the Russian language, only that which serves Something Higher has “meaning”.

Let me dwell on this specifically. A person lives through language and through it; he has no opportunity to break through into the world past it. And in the language “meaningful” is opposed to “meaningless” as something “serving something Important-Higher” or “not serving”.

Check: what is the MEANING of the rules? They provide ORDER as something Supreme. And if they DO NOT SERVE the Order, they are POSSIBLE. And what is the MEANING of the Order? It helps to live (SERVE) PEOPLE. And if it does not help, does not serve, or serves Stupidity, and not the Higher - PEOPLE, then the order is POSSIBLE.

Therefore, simply according to the rules of the Russian language, someone's life turns out to be meaningful only when a person devotes himself to service, when his life realizes some Unconditional Values. The values that he sets over himself, over his life.

If you have accepted that Something is a Worthy Value, and you serve It, that's it, the problem is solved, your life is meaningful. Having accepted and realized the Value, I now know where (that is, Why) to live, and I have the strength and energy for this.

Values are accumulators, and the problem of meaning is, first of all, the problem of Energy, it is the search for sources of recharging. But what specific Values is indifferent, therefore it is stupid and pointless to elevate some Values and belittle others. Any Value is good if it provides energy replenishment. And you can find a lot of Values in life - different energy reserves and different levels.

Everyday Values (feeding her husband, going to the store, mending socks) make sense everyday life and small things.

Everything will be all right as long as and if these values are recognized by the hostess and others.

For years, they support a person’s self-esteem and give him the strength to live his personal, becoming Values: for example, self-realization as Men and Women.

For the sake of this, men shake a figure, earn money and seduce women; for this, women emphasize their figure, tame men and give birth to children.

In addition, human life is illuminated by universal (Peak) Values - such as Creativity, God, People ... Or Love, Truth, Money, Power, Beauty, Law, Traditions, Business,

Entertainment, I, Relatives - everyone has their own, because these values are found by everyone in a strictly individual search.

True, as a rule, from a list already approved by culture.

Since childhood, it is purposefully instilled that these Values (some of them, in accordance with local traditions) are exceptionally worthy and the duty of man is to serve them.

Blessed is he who believes, for service requires faith, and the more fanaticism a person has, the less doubt he has about the meaning of life.

What do I think about it

Escape to Work or Play is the first way to get rid of the anguish of a meaningless existence. The Path of Service is the second path. As a way of finding the meaning of life, it is traditional and deserved, but nevertheless it is not without drawbacks: it does not always help out. If suddenly some specific activity does not connect you with your Recognized Value, you are doomed to a sense of meaninglessness.

And, unfortunately, there are sometimes too many such specific activities.

And, most importantly, the soul remains sick. You can connect it over and over again external sources, fill it with energy from different Values, and even experience the meaningfulness of one's activity - but this is only pumping up an initially empty soul. Souls that remain empty - without periodic swaps.

Such a soul is very reminiscent of a leaky bicycle tube, which, without periodic operation of the pump, constantly lowers and ceases to serve.

Reflections on the Fence and Beloved

No one has yet really answered the question: “Why do you need to look for meaning in your life?” They usually answer: “I am looking for the meaning of life so that my life is meaningful!” To understand that this is not the answer, just listen to what is said and compare with: "I paint in order to be painted."

Everything is said here, except for the main thing: why do you need it to be painted? What if life is not a fence, but a loved one? Are you still painting?

beautiful meaningless life

I am not satisfied with either the first or the second way. I wandered along the path of service for a long time, UNTIL I RECOVERED and thought: what is the sweetness in the fact that your life turns out to be meaningful? “Meaning”, I repeat, according to the rules of the Russian language, has only that which serves Something Higher. I don't like being a Servant.

What is the meaning of my life is the question: "Who do I serve?" Yes, I do not serve anyone and do not have to serve. This question is not for me. This is a question for a slave or a servant, and I am not one. Exclamation: "Ah, his life is meaningless!" - sounds to me like: "Oh, poor thing, he lives without a higher organization!"

And I am learning to be happy, living both without Meaning and without Service. And more and more often it seems to me that Life - just Life - is beautiful and so.

To idle friends

Lom, do you work anywhere?

- No, I'm scrapped. I celebrate life.

- Who feeds you?

- A Beloved!

(And Beloved still feeds small child. And he lives on his own.)

You have to pay for everything in life. And if you don't pay, someone else pays for you. And if you are idle, then you load the work of another. Usually so.

I allow myself to live without meaning, I allow myself to celebrate my life any - yes! I am not obligated to search for the Lord, and my soul is not attached to the need to take care of anyone and Serve anyone.

This is just my question mental health.

I can mess around, and then I do it with a buzz. But! But if I can do something Good, I will do it with pleasure, as free man. And, choosing between life meaningful and not, between Necessary Work and Idleness, I will always choose the former.

Because this is no longer a question of psychology, but of ethics: that is, what am I going to do with my healthy soul.

…Crapper, stop messing around! You are glorious!

About love, wise men and idiots

But then a dreary face poked out: “Service, Choice ... But I have no choice - and I have two more years to do nonsense. Absolutely pointless. I understand everything, I by and large always free, but I need a Moscow residence permit, and you can’t get away from it. Here. The longing is hopeless. Is this problem solvable?

The task is solvable, but only on the condition that in life you need not one Moscow residence permit, but something more.

You want your life - any, including filled with nonsense - to become meaningful. No problem, because since ancient times, another way is well known, the way is simple and universal. It allows you to make everything meaningful and always: washing dishes, standing in line, and riding a cold train. This is the path of love. You just love life, which means: pour your Love on it, and everything in your life will become loved, and everything will make sense. If you love everything and always, your life is always meaningful in any situation.

You move papers that no one needs in a stupid office and don't know how to love it. stupid thing to do? – Hm, curious. Invite your child here, perhaps he dreams of being allowed to do this. He will shift each leaf neatly, like a treasure. Maybe you will take an example from your child? And while you are meditating in the process of this calm work, think about how you will please those close people whom you love after work. Do you love them? And will you please?

Love makes any occupation meaningful, equalizes any deeds and values, puts both a high mission and any nonsense on the same level. Serving humanity turns out to be no more meaningful activity here than, for example, collecting match labels.

Rather, collecting labels is just as meaningful.

It is through this that Children, Wise Men and Idiots are equalized. They all like everything that normal people cannot comprehend. Not idiots.

That is, not sages.

The point is small - where to get so much love? For this - scary to say! - Your soul must become healthy!

Stay healthy

“I hate thinking about the meaning of life!”

- Me too.

There is great truth in the fact that the problem of the meaning of life is mainly tormented by pale intellectuals and other neurotics. True, while suffering, they are also proud of this, as a feature of their complex mental organization in general and intense spirituality in particular. And there doesn't seem to be much to be proud of here. Because this problem is actually not a problem of spirituality, but of energy. The problem of lack of vitality. Lack - or absence - of the strength to live on.

To be proud of the search for the meaning of life is about the same as to be proud of intelligent glasses covering spoiled eyes. Glasses do not speak of strong spirituality, but of poor vision.

When the Self of a person is well, when he has good energy and a good head, everything is fine with him and he does not need the meaning of life. A healthy soul is filled with energy to the brim, it is itself a source of energy, and the problem of the meaning of life disappears along with the disappearance of spiritual emptiness. A person is cheerful, a person loves, a person cares about his neighbors and cares about those who are far away - because he wants it, because he loves them. Everyone is happy, the world is beautiful! The meaning of life, like a psychotherapeutic crutch, is needed by those who do not have a guideline and especially do not have enough energy - who need replenishment from the outside.

Accordingly, I wish you mental health and the fastest possible deliverance from necessity in the meaning of life.

But, by the way, now is the time to briefly return to the last Tale.

How to get out of your mind

The abyss has opened, full of stars.

There is no number of stars, the abyss has no bottom.

Mystic Lomonosov

Sometimes the problems that people come to me with turn out to be so confusing and neglected that I can’t say anything specifically sensible. But I always have two in my pocket universal advice that help almost everyone and always.

And the only thing that turns out to be important is to “sell” these tips at a higher price so that a person takes them into his soul carefully and seriously. And I started using them.

Unfortunately, I'm selling cheap.

Tip one:"Fine!" No matter what happens, every five minutes say to yourself with an inner smile: “Okay!” Of course, this is not smart: they shout at you, and you say to yourself: “Good!” Of course, it is wrong to tell yourself "Good!" when you shout.

But the funny thing is that it helps, and after a while no one wants to scream. Think about the mechanism yourself.

Tip two:“Stop thinking. Live by feeling.

What am I talking about?

... When I go out on the porch in the village in the evening, this dark, sonorous and dense evening simply falls on me. Intense smells hit my face and nose, crackling, rustling and whistling fly at me from all sides, and both warmth and coolness flow into my whole body ...

Trying to somehow grasp this, every time I feel the incomparability of our capacities: while my mind is trying to click something through one of its channels, to put every ringing little thing in its cell, waves of sounds and shafts of smells overwhelm all these channels and cells to hell, overflowing me and flooding me with their riches from any of the four sides and the sky. I'm choking on this evening.

…However, in the next second I can start to Think, and then the evening disappears. I'm left with my problems.

Accordingly, you can guess what you need to do in order to part with your problems: just return to your feelings at any time.

RETURN FROM THE MIND TO THE WORLD.

To get out of the hypnosis of the mind and just see a person's face, just feel your body, just hear sounds and voices - learn to live "here and now", in the living world of sensations - the task is the greatest and most difficult. But if suddenly she decides - Lord, how good it is!

Then the world and man become one. Then everything artificial disappears - prohibitions, boredom, melancholy, weakness, the search for the meaning of life ... Then the soul is filled with joy, any little thing becomes painful and delightful.

A simple shower turns out to be an event - this flow of water that touches every cell of your body. Water falls on you, and you absorb its coolness and freshness.

The main thing is to get out of the Mind. And - no problem!

Servant turned enemy

I'm going crazy - I'm going up

To a high degree of insanity?

Bella Akhmadulina

A person whom the Mind refuses to serve is crazy, but a person under the yoke of the Mind is unhappy.

And it doesn't matter which Mind is strong or weak, bright or bad. A person under the yoke of any mind thinks, but does not live.

When the Mind plays the role of a servant, appearing at the right time and doing the right things, it cannot but be appreciated.

If the Mind is cheerful and voluminous, it can even become the Real World in which one can live, breathe and find treasures.

But the Servant, who claims to be the Master, turns into an enemy. He closes the living world from you, he subordinates you to his conventions and troubles, drives you into his cells and frames.

A person who is correct in everything is completely inanimate. And a bore.

And what you call the Sparkle or Zest in a person is the focus of his humor, freshness, enthusiasm and originality, it is always a grain of the Living Self. This never comes from the MIND, this splashes from the living and wrong. And it fascinates - that is, deprives the mind.

However... However, you and I live in a civilization where even the highest madness cannot go on forever. Therefore, sooner or later you have to turn on the Mind.

There is no need to drive the Servant away - you just need to make him serve, and not misbehave. You called - he came and did everything, after which he left.

Collectors of wrappers

What is allowed to Jupiter is not allowed to the bull.

Smart ancients

Unfortunately, the situation becomes different if the Servant thinks at least a little, and the Master is fundamentally stupid. Here I would be careful not to leave the Master without a Servant. You have to grow up to everything, and to the right to live without a mind - too. You have to become a MASTER.

A master is a person whose inner man grew up and became an adult.

A master can live without a mind - he always has something to live with. A master can be anyone, and kindness is as optional for him as cruelty is allowed: precisely because he is a great Master, and not a petty villain. The Master can replace the Deed with a game of beads - the Master can do anything. But why are you here?

Yes, in high sense collecting candy wrappers is no less meaningful than serving humanity, but I will not hide my attitude towards the candy wrapper collectors around me: I do not like their entertainment.

Most of all, this reminds me of a person who lives in a rubbish heap among the ruins and instead of getting out of the mud, has fun creatively smearing it around him.

When my kids enthusiastically grab new toys, leaving behind a complete rout, I explain to them that they mixed up the order: first you need to clean everything up, and then have fun. I'm afraid that many supposedly Adults still haven't learned this.

You put things in order in your soul, in your life - and after that get creative. Palaces don't grow out of crap.

Entertainment is either the luxury of the mentally rich or the stupidity of the mentally poor. Determine the size of your mental capital and draw the right conclusions.

So that these thoughts do not sweep only through the tops of the brains, for my guys from the Club, I work on this topic in the game "Submarine". To many, this game seems cruel. But I don't think it's tougher than Life.

Chronicle of a sinking submarine

Introductory: we are the crew of a submarine, and, unfortunately, we are sinking. We've had an accident, we're not clear at what depth, and the boat is slowly sinking. There are enough life suits to float up to the top, but you can go out through the hatch one at a time with an interval of one minute. We are 30 people, 15 men and 15 girls. This means that those who went out first will almost certainly be saved, and the last will almost certainly perish, since the boat will already sink deep. The chance to escape depends ONLY ON THE SERIAL NUMBER of the exit from the hatch. It is independent of health and physical features man, and weak, but the 10th will be saved sooner than the giant, but the 11th. It is impossible to help each other when surfacing, and no help is needed at the top: a rescue boat is waiting for those who have surfaced.

Q: There is a gun on the boat. Who would take it and why?

Several people raise their hands: they will take a gun. For what? - Resolute girls, it turns out, will take it only in order to hide it and so that no one gets it. Men are more serious: with the help of weapons they will control the order so that there is no panic.

In ten past games, there was only one person who took a gun in order to determine their order of exit from the boat. The group did not even ask who he would release first, and who - last: she responded instantly with the most severe aggression.

And without explanation, with an indignant: "How dare he!" - because the group is sure that one person does not have the right to dispose of other people's human lives, cannot decide for others who will live and who will die. It's okay, the game is still ahead.

Okay, the group quickly agrees on who she trusts with the gun. There will be no more panic.

And what will happen?

I declare FREE PLAY: the room is a boat, the door is a hatch. The gun-wielding leader is instantly at the door and yells, "Don't panic!"

After a second of confusion, the Idea is heard: “First of all, save women!”

And everyone loves this idea. Women were ready for it before.

Women together crowded at the door, but further - again an ideological dead end.

True, quite spontaneously, although not without the help of the guys, the cutest girls turn out to be closer to the exit ...

There is some confusion, but a holy place is never empty, and leaders-ideologists are again put forward in the group. Michael argues that the youngest should be ahead, Max the oldest, and Plato suggests placing everyone in order of height ... A few minutes later, a full democratic bazaar begins.

The gun turns out to be unnecessary here: if the group is in a panic, it is only because they have absolutely no idea how to moderate the ardor of their ideological leaders.

I'm interrupting Free Play, the group is trying to comprehend what happened. I wonder why everyone decided to save the women first. Everyone is embarrassed for my strange and indecent question, but they politely explain to me: “Because women are weaker.”

I point to Sergei, who is physically weaker than Marianne, and wonder if he should stand in front of her. Here the group is confused for a long time what they meant by "weaker": physically or mentally.

Some of them guess that with any understanding of “weakness”, one of the guys will be ahead of one of the girls ...

By the way, among women, they are also going to save the weakest? And then the smart and beautiful Elya, who, unfortunately, everything is in order and in good health, will be behind?

It turns out that this group does not want ...

And finally main question: Why is it necessary to save the Weak in the first place? Frail - physically or mentally?

And here it turns out that the group doesn’t really like the WEAK, but it clings to the WEAK anyway ...

The question of a lot was raised, but it was immediately removed.

It is obvious that the lot is not a decision, it is a group-wide evasion of responsibility. This is an option: “Let the Other decide!” – where a mindless coin is chosen as the all-deciding Other. The lot can give the most stupid, the most terrible alignment - but how convenient it is, there is no one to blame ?!

Except for those who decided to cast lots.

And I declare Free Play once again - but this time I exclude from the Game those who proved to be leaders last time. It doesn't matter HOW exactly each one will prove himself, but what is important is that there will be new leaders. They appear simply because the situation requires a solution.

The group sees: the problem must be solved anyway. And if it's not solved in the best way, it will be decided by the worst. And if I don’t start solving it, someone else will still have to solve it.

Everyone must make their choice. Whose decision will determine someone's life or death will be revealed later, but now everyone should have this decision. Everyone must decide HOW he will solve this problem.

The group already understands that this is a game about the Price of Life: “How is the Price of Life measured? Who deserves to live? Why do you deserve to live? And, as one of the options for solving it, I tell the story of the American Manager Test.

The leading manager was invited to a meeting of the board of directors and was told that they wanted to appoint him president of one of the concern's branches. The future president did not hide his joy: he really fit in all respects. He was asked how many children he had. It turned out there were five. "And who do you love more everyone?" - "The youngest." – “If you had to choose - to die yourself or yours will die instead of you younger son what decision would you make? “Of course, I’d rather die!” exclaimed the loving father.

The next day he was denied the position. “You are ready to leave five children orphans and make your wife a widow, – told him - and besides, you are abandoning the work that you are entrusted with. In another version, four children, a wife and your job would remain with you. You could very well have a child if you wanted to. Alya, you are not suitable for the position of president.”

A third of the group strongly agree, a third are thoughtful, a third are loudly indignant at the cynicism of American entrepreneurs. Some of them, justifying rejection, refer to their "mentality", that is, as you can understand, to the inability or unwillingness to think somehow wider than in the usual way.

And on that note, the group is invited to implement the Main Procedure...

Everyone receives marks: 5 marks for Life and 5 marks for Death, they must be distributed. To do this, a living chain is organized in which everyone walks past everyone, looks into their eyes and says one of three phrases: “I give you life” (and gives the Golden Mark), “You have to die” (gives the Black Mark) and “I don’t know (gives nothing). Anyone who wants to explain their choice can do so. Two rules must be observed, the first: “I give out only my own tags - they don’t give gifts as gifts” and the second: “All tags must be distributed.”

As those who have gone through more than one Game say, sending someone to Death turns out to be heartbreaking only the first time. And then, with experience, you pay attention to completely different things. And by the way, you start to think.

Of course, I want to look at the Champions: those who received the minimum (or maximum) Gold (or Black) marks. We look at them, we are interested in their feelings, as well as the considerations of them and the group: why did they turn out to be Champions - Champions in Life and Death?

I'm willing to bet, readers, that you won't guess.

When I first developed, predicted this Game, I expected that the Champions in Death would be the most unpopular members of the group, plus those who “annoyed” the group with something, as well as the weakest and downtrodden… Nothing like that! Often the Champion in Death turned out to be the same one who was the Champion in Life - from a number of the brightest, strongest and most beautiful people in Group!!

And the explanation lay on the surface. This was directly spoken by those who gave these people Death: “You will be the best able to meet Death ...”

Listen: “You are the best to MANAGE ...”

Once again: "YOU ARE THE BEST..."

YOU ARE THE BEST - AND THEREFORE YOU WILL DIE

They distribute Death to those who can die with dignity. Those who know how to die with dignity are the same who know how to live with dignity. And this choice is the choice of killing the most deserving.

Of course, the motives for such a decision were both petty calculation and just mouse fuss. It is dangerous to give death to the weak: in return, he will most likely give you the same.

That's why he's weak.

A strong in the answer to Death will often give you Life with a smile.

Because he is strong.

And then, no one wants to see the face of the Weak when he receives Death: it is skewed and ugly. And the Strong is able to die beautifully. No screams, no big snot - AESTHETIC. Such a death is not so hard to look at. She's even somewhat attractive.

And for this beautiful packaging, for aesthetic experiences, our aesthetes-philanthropists are ready to pay - to pay with the lives of the best people.

And gradually, time after time, the eyes and souls of people become more and more meaningful. And CRITERIA are gradually being developed - that is, UNDERSTANDING.

And it’s not so interesting anymore, WHO EXACTLY will have to die. More important are the questions that everyone asks himself: “Am I worthy of life? What makes my life valuable? What am I living for? Who needs me?

True, childhood illnesses make themselves felt for a long time. In particular, everyone is in a terrible hurry to testify that he will give his life for the sake of anyone without hesitation.

God forbid they think that he values his life!

He has not yet learned to look at his life AS ONE OF MANY. It is difficult: to look at your life not as your own, but simply as the LIFE OF ONE PERSON.

He is only learning to look at his life as a field to be plowed; as a thing that needs to be done - and you want to do it masterfully; as a Creation that must be Perfect. Those who look at human life THAT way already have grounds for EVALUATION and CHOICE.

It is impossible to say which of the two lives is more valuable, if both were made - were lived - by the Masters. But if one of the lives was lived somehow and a choice must be made, there will be grounds for it. And if one life was directed TO people, was built FOR people, it will be valued higher than the one that was built PAST, or even more so AGAINST.

And everything else is from the evil one.

Recall the parable of the workers to whom the owner gave to use according to their talent.

This was the coin.

The one who buried his talent in the ground was deprived of this money by the owner. And the one who multiplied his talents was rewarded by the owner.

You have been given a talent - life. You realize it, you get to live, you deserve a reward. And if you can’t live, if you are lazy or afraid to live, if your talent is your life! - you are festering, then if necessary, the choice will not be in your favor.

Who has forgotten - this parable was told by Christ. She may not be very compassionate, but not all medicines have to be sweet...

When the Game ends, the question always comes up: what would I do? I don't make a secret of this.

– Who should go first - men or women?

– I will look at what kind of people they are, not what gender they are.

– Which account will you go?

- Think, which is among the first. Because it seems that I manage to do more than others in my life and I still have a lot of things to do.

– And if someone with a gun puts you in the tail?

– Let mankind be upset about this, it will not upset me. I am rather indifferent to my life, and accordingly to the possibility of my death. As well as the death of other people. For me, Life and Death is not the Holy Church, but an ordinary everyday thing. A separate, private human life is not holy. Many people have always been born, many of them have died. People are mortal, and hardly significantly, someone will die ten years earlier or later, he will die one or ten (a hundred ... more ...) people. It happens: war, plague, a thousand accidents. I do not seriously believe that my actions will be able to really change something in this world. What can an ant count on, even on the scale of its anthill? And I don't have to care about humanity, so my soul is light anyway.

Another thing is that I like people. I like to take care of people and help them live. And to the best of my ability, I do and will do it.

– Would you take a gun?

– I would take a gun, and it would not be heavy for me. And I would quickly put everyone in line for the exit, thinking only about who can give people how much. Among men, probably, the first would be those who are better than others able to create, make Case. Good deed. But the case, not Chatter. The first would be the Creators, and the last would be the Talkers, Whineers and Destroyers. And among women, I would probably look for those who would be the best Mothers. Those who will best friends for men who will give birth to healthy children and bring up kind and strong people. Those who, in stone houses built by men, will build warm human houses.

Of course, this is Domostroy. But if you don’t waste time on trifles and don’t crawl through exceptions, then everything is right in it. And the most important thing is that -

the Strong will be ahead: the strong, first of all, in soul and spirit. And behind will be the Weak.

And if you have to choose, let the Weak die.

And the Strong must survive in order for Life to be stronger, richer and more beautiful.

... In this place, all Christians immediately shoot me. Or they crucify.

Of course, with the best of intentions.

They destroy Life. They do what they have always done.

Christ is my friend, but...

In nature, the right of the strong reigns, no matter the strong physically, intellectually or charismatically - simply from God.

If you died, it means that he is stronger, and your explanations that everything was not fair and just were late exactly for your death.

Life is Strong. Christianity is for the Weak – and therefore against Life. Christianity proclaimed the right of the weak and betrayed the Strong.

“You are strong and he is weak. Give it to him!" - And the strong, yielding, was behind.

Christianity proclaimed sacrifice - and betrayed the Strong.

At the front, the best die first, because they are the first to go on the attack. The strongest souls always sacrifice themselves first. To shoot them, you don’t even need to aim - they are substituted themselves, and the shooting is done simply by a sniper.

The invalid is not the one who has no leg: the invalid is the one who whines, looking at his wound (physical or mental), and expects that now he, as a victim, will be appeased. A disabled person is a psychology, a way of life. It is the absence of the Spirit, not of a part of the body.

Here in the forest, for example, there is no Christianity, and therefore in the forest a disabled person either dies, or, if he has not become stiff in his disability, he stops whining and begins to survive. And win.

Long live Life!

This is not a call to War - this is a call to Life. Natural life, natural life - not war, not aggression. The predator will not bite you out of hatred, he is just hungry, and he loves you - to eat. Revenge is uncharacteristic of nature, and in a deadly fight, the enemy, having been defeated, is no longer an enemy at all, but simply food.

Revenge and hatred were invented by people, and compassionate Christianity, in particular, is saturated with aggression - aggression against heretics within itself and against non-Christians around.

Only man fights wild man. The world is not at war. The world lives. And to be true to the world, one must love. We must love the world in which the strong will win. And you need to love your Death, if you, before such a strong one, were overcome by someone Strongest.

You are dead, therefore, long live Life!

back to topic

However, I want to return to the Game, especially since there is no such game anymore.

People read books and don't want to look like fools.

As soon as the book comes out, you have to change the methods. But the Game, albeit in a different form, has remained, because, like all living things, it is diagnostic and instructive - always. It's just that instead of the stupidities of some, already described in the Tales, people create others in it.

And I, as always, write them down.

How noodles are hung on the ears

Everyone in the group loves Pasha, but they often laugh at him. He has read all my books with the utmost care, and seems to have learned them by heart, because he quotes them close to the text on occasion. He always speaks the truth to the point and almost always turns the audience against him, because he regularly hangs dogs on himself and does not know how to hang noodles on his ears.

Need to translate?

Pasha, chest forward: “I’ll take a pistol and arrange everyone in my own way. Let the weak perish...

Those whom he names cause acute pity, and he causes a sharp protest.

But Anton will say differently: “Probably, it’s still worth taking a gun so that there is no mess. And besides, I can’t and don’t want to let such people die as…”

Those who resented Pasha (“How cruel he is! How dare he dispose of human lives!”) no longer see that Anton proposed essentially the same thing - he just started from the other end. People need good wording, and Anton gave them to them.

And the fact that the same people will die, the people do not notice.

As in the famous joke:

TASS message: "Our wonderful runner took an honorable second place, and his rival from the USA came to the finish line penultimate!"

And there were only two runners… Hello!

And my colleague, the glorious Grisha, began the game by offering to distribute two life jackets available to each. Everyone did it with enthusiasm, and it was natural.

What Grisha and summed up:“We have forty people in the group. Raise your hands, those who participated in the murder of thirty-eight people now!

After gasping and thinking, everyone raised their hands. And no one else spoke on the topic: “I consider myself not entitled to distribute life and death to anyone!”

For those who like to shoot, this Game is an opportunity to shoot someone.

For example, their ideological opponents. Imagine, next to you is the Sun and Clever Girl, but she dares to develop others, and not your views. Naturally, you give him Death... Right?

This has happened to us quite often.

For some, the Game was just an opportunity to show their sympathies. “Naturally, I gave out Lives to all my friends. I have no enemies here, but I didn’t like a few people today ... "

It's so natural and stupid that I'm even somehow at a loss to comment on it.

But I want to believe that someone in this game saw and did something else. He thought: what is my life worth among other lives? Why do people appreciate me? Can I give people more?

Here is Zhenya, a glorious teacher. But if he created his school in reality, and not only in beautiful dreams and stories, his human weight would be different...

May this Game be with you always. Let her help you live in such a way that you yourself and others can say about you:

YOU LIVE - STRONGLY!

YOU ARE WORTHY OF LIFE!

desert island

Everything described below is, unfortunately, the absolute truth. AND, worse than that, regularly reproduced.

Grisha, Light Kramskoy, was conducting the next lesson of his body training, I wormed his way to visit him. The lesson was not the first, therefore the people were already liberated.

What Grisha did at this training comes out at the training for everyone. And then - in every life. You can check yourself. You can watch for yourself.

Introductory to the people from Grisha: “You ended up on a Desert Island. You need to arrange your life somehow. You have many things, except for one thing - you cannot use meaningful human speech. You can communicate with signs as you wish. Game time is 45 minutes.

Introductory to you from me: the situation is set to be extremely provocative. The atmosphere of emancipation and the opportunity for everyone to be themselves have already been created earlier; in fact, people were freed from the uniform of civilization. At the same time, in the closed space of a small room, in general, there is absolutely nothing to do. If you do not strain to invent something, then you can only go crazy.

And the fact that the people rushed into this situation, as into their native element, as into what they are always ready to do and with the last pleasure.

Grisha did not give the installation that we, having lost the possibility of human speech, have lost the opportunity human mind: no, the people thought of this joyful opportunity on their own.

And got busy - foolishness.

I tried to offer the people to hunt in order to get food, - the people thought, but quickly realized that the hunt was more interesting. The women began to tease the men, the men began to run after the women. I began to carry chairs and armchairs in order to build a dwelling for everyone - immediately a female monkey was found, which began to carry this dwelling with interest.

Seeing her stubbornly meaningless look, I recognized in it a bunch of my acquaintances and realized that any of my resistance was useless.

And he left with his gun in a corner. With a gun - so as not to be raped.

Yes, because it was this scene that was most enthusiastic among the people. Young people enthusiastically portrayed how they rape girls, from which the girls were in undisguised delight.

When everyone got tired of running around, the male and female groups played quiet games within themselves. The men growled "Gee!" and with quite savage gestures they proved that his member is the most powerful. The girls clustered in a corner and, preening coquettishly, played gibberish among themselves.

By the way, it's fun - you'll laugh.

And then they dragged each other by the hair.

And I sat on the sidelines, watched these human monkey entertainments and understood that everything that happens here is life. For the people, this is a vivid reproduction of what is happening in the life of the people. For me, this is something that constantly happens in my life.

Everything is like in life: people have fun, playing quarrels and rapes, and I am out of their lives and sitting on the sidelines. I look from the outside at everything that happens, I even try to interest myself in it - but every time I understand that I don’t need all this at all.

I AM NOT OF THIS WORLD.

About the first students

Yes, it's possible that I'm not very good at playing these monkey games. Yes, you can throw me: "Don't play because you don't know how!" But I can calmly answer: “I don’t know how, because I didn’t play!”

Remember, from Shvartsev's "Dragon":

– It's not my fault, we were all taught that way!

- Yes, but why were you the first disciple?

…Maybe some inclinations are still present?

Nikolay Ivanovich Kozlov

Philosophical tales

Philosophical tales
Nikolay Ivanovich Kozlov

This book was written by a Practitioner who knows that there is nothing more practical than philosophy - naturally, philosophy is correct. The author does not pretend that he owns the Truth - in his opinion, owning the Truth is immoral. He is friends with Truth - and she seems to reciprocate.

The book is written in the form of Tales, that is, free living stories, where Eternal themes turn out to be the scenery: Man, Goodness, Freedom, Religion, Art, and the reader settles among the characters: Morals Decency Kakvsevny, head. spiritual office of the Holy Faith Ivanovna, the Dragon - and observes what these Heroes do with a person and what a person can do with them. This book is for those who allow themselves to see in Happiness not a difficult goal to be achieved, but the same natural and indispensable condition of life, like washing in the morning.

This book is for those who choose to love themselves and people, and celebrate their lives.

Nikolay Ivanovich Kozlov

Philosophical tales

This book was born

Under the star of my sweet Miracle.

She is dedicated to her with love.

To the second edition

The biggest surprise for me after the release of the book was letters from readers: a huge flow of letters with sincere warmth and gratitude. I couldn't believe it: gratitude - for all these harshness, for prickly, on the verge of a foul, humor and injections on every page!

But, apparently, the reader had the wisdom to see behind the thorns an invitation to smile together, and behind the backhanded wording - trust in him and sincere pain for our common human stupidities.

You have seen it. Thank you.

True, reliable information also reached me that one of the readers demanded to buy up the entire circulation - precisely in order to destroy it. All.

As a form of attention, this is also pleasant.

However, most often letters came from others.

For example, things like this:

Good afternoon, Nikolai Ivanovich!

How clear, understandable, simple, complex, fascinating, witty, fun, talented - and unexpected for me personally. I was looking for something for my soul in the most serious teachings, which have everything: colossal experience - knowledge - wisdom - love - the path to the Light; but for some reason this path was always with anguish and at the limit of human capabilities ...

You also have a path to the Light, and it is also not easy. But your path is through joy!

To the Light - through Joy, not through Suffering, that's what shocked me!

And it's good for the soul! This book came to me just in time, thank you, life!

Natalya G.

Also drawings came to me. Light!

They were sent by a tired hostess and a worried mother of three wonderful children. And thus the book had an artist:

Irinushka, thank you for the smiles and the Sun!

Also drawings came to me. Those are so light!

To the third edition

Like any serious philosophical work, this book was originally intended for a very select circle of readers, namely sensible and peppy humor and spirit. The fact that the 100,000 copies of the book are quickly sold out is a major compliment to our readership.

This means that living people have not yet died out.

Moreover, all the pleasant reasons have appeared to be aware of oneself as a trendsetter in printing fashion, since now a variety of authors are releasing their books with covers “under Kozlov” and even with such designed

Comments. With such indents and font.

The flow of readers' letters is not weakening, I apologize in advance for the rare answers. I can answer half of the letters in bulk, because every second letter repeats with a refrain: “Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your wonderful book, I really liked it, although I disagree with many things in it.” I answer: “From the bottom of my heart, I don’t agree with many things in this book either, but I still like it.”

Women write a lot. I already understood that if a feminist movement unfolds in Russia, then Kozlov will undoubtedly be its founder. But how? Many calmly slumbering women, having read his Books, were indignant so vehemently that they began to write large articles and small books refuting him. The fate of a Woman demanding respect has become their fate. And all thanks to what?

Kozlov's books.

Well, good. Using the opportunity, I wholeheartedly hug all my readers and writers, regretting that only in absentia. I’m always ready to blame bad men with them, especially since I know that women’s letters are combative, but personal meetings are sincere.

See you!

Foreword

Better to do and repent than

Do not do and repent.

Glorious Boccaccio

What is this book like? Like my previous one, “How to Treat Yourself and People, or Practical Psychology for Every Day”, apparently, no matter what. That is why she is beautiful. But if that book was written with an eye on the reader and was done in many ways for him, this one was written by me for myself. And practically without internal censorship.

Well, maybe even for friends. And with my wife's mild censorship.

This is definitely not Science, although the book grew out of science and the density of its own and borrowed scientific material used in it significantly exceeds the average. Rather, it is Literature, in its the best places becoming poetry.

Indeed, if poetry, according to Akhmatova, grows out of rubbish and weeds, why shouldn't it also grow out of science?

The first and working title of this book is How to Treat Yourself and the World: A Practical Philosophy for Everyday. Accordingly, both the first and second books are very similar: the only formal difference is that in the latter the emphasis is shifted from “people” to “the world” and the scale of the view is changed - not “psychology”, but “philosophy”.

When the Creator created the Universe, he calculated everything: the number of atoms and molecules, the design power energy flows, a possible increase in the population, took into account possible errors and fluctuations ... - And the same amount of Energy of Abundance will be assigned to each person, - he decided. - That would be fair! After all, they are all creatures of God, and I will not offend any of ...

Once upon a time there lived a man. Man as man, no worse and no better than others. And Fate fell to him very decent, generous with gifts. Only he did not take these same gifts. Well, I didn’t take it - that’s all! Once he heard that man himself is the master of his own destiny, and he believed this once and for all. - What are these "gifts of fate"? he often said. “A man cannot wait for favors...

There was once a wise man, to whom many came for advice. The sage lived as a hermit, was stingy with words, often spoke in riddles, but everyone still got an answer to his question. And then one day a woman appeared to the Sage. She was collected and stern, and her head was lowered down, as if there, under her feet, was something that she would like to trample on. - I have a child, and he is sick. They say, ...

Once upon a time there was an Inner Voice. It belonged to a very romantic girl who, inspired by beautiful legend, I dreamed of finding my soul mate. This was what she lacked for complete happiness. She decided long ago that when she meets her Soulmate, she will devote her life to him, and there will be only two of them on the whole Earth, and they simply won’t need others - because Halves! ...

A cleansing tale There was a man in the world who was not given Love in his childhood. It happens like this: parents will give the main gift - they will give life, but they have neither the strength, nor the time, nor the skill for the rest. And the man, instead of cultivating his own love, began to get angry and offended at his parents. Well, as you know, they take water to the angry, and everyone strives to offend the one who is offended. ...

Hello kids! Don't be scared, I'm not scary. And not evil. And I don’t mind at all that people come into my garden. After all, I plant flowers for this, so that someone admires them. What? Yes, I am the owner of this garden. Gardener. So you can call me. And how did you get here? Ahhh, over the fence! Why not through the gate? We thought it was impossible ... It is possible, dear ones! Come whenever you want! I invite. ...

One day the Lord, tearing himself away from the important affairs of the Universe, looked down and saw a woman who had just given birth to a child. The woman looked tenderly at the baby and prayed: “Lord! Give my baby happiness! Make sure that all troubles and misfortunes bypass him! Protect him from the black word, from the evil eye, from the unkind person! May his life be joyful! I didn't have happiness...

The wise lived on the very edge of the earth. Getting to it is long and difficult, but some succeed. This woman - tired, exhausted, with knocked down knees and torn off palms - succeeded. The place was gloomy: dark, twilight, inhospitable. And Wisdom itself was somehow… blurry, or something. An indistinct figure in the swirling fog. “Oh, and the path to Wisdom is not easy,” she complained...

The book is not bad. All Kozlov's books contain useful and interesting information. The bad thing is that not always everything is right with him. Might make you believe something that isn't really as straightforward as it's been made out to be. And then you get confused, you start to think, what are you doing wrong. In general: you can read the book, but do not forget to critically analyze what the author provides you. I advise you to read the books of Mikhail Lvovich Pokrass with the books of Kozlov (unfortunately, there are no such books in this library). Pokrass' book "Healing by egoism" is simply a panacea for all delusions. I advise you to read Kozlov and Pokrass at the same time - then it is more noticeable which point of view is more correct.

I read the reviews and was heartbroken.

too critical, kostrirovannoe understanding of the approach of established logic.

correctly, Kozlov notes that he chooses to work with young people. they can still see the world as brightly and lightly as the author sees it. Stuck in textual information and ossified in their worldview, people in their fourth and fifth decades have no chance to spread their wings and look at the world-picture, at the world as N.I. Kozlov presents it.

I read Philosophical Tales the last of all his books. I often refer to her. Satisfied. And I like to think "in Kozlov's way". I thought about a lot. I understood a lot. Something to take a closer look at. Noticed something. In general, "ate" favor. In the book, I did not look for differences of opinion with him. This is not what people write books for.

This book is not at all for criticism, not for skeptical views, but so that a person can look at life, at the world, at people with different eyes. I was able to feel a sublime, detached understanding of things. That is, feel it differently. Not from myself. And from Kozlovski. And take what you like. Perhaps even what you would like to be your own. Deep down I would like to. This is the development path...

It is not at all wise to approach with your stone and claim that it is denser than someone else's air.

And if someone does not understand something, or does not accept it, this speaks of his limitations, in other words, unwiseness.

Socionics typed Kozlov as Yesenin, which explains all of the above. Logic and deeds are not enough, cheerfulness is too much.

Moreover, throughout the book, it is precisely the illogicality of reasoning that irritates, at least about the same friends.

When I read it on paper, I could not resist and made notes. First pages 20. Then I quit. At first you think - there are controversial thoughts, then you understand that the whole book is controversial, and the positive is ostentatious and watery.

The typical psychologist is not natural.

Kozlov, with all his pluses and minuses, for me was one of the "personality-forming" authors. I even spent a noticeable part of my life in close contact with the Kyiv "Tuning Fork" - the club that hosts the "Sinton-program". I even met my future wife there. ;O)

But it's about the book.

The book, in my opinion, has a primary task: to knock out the reader - a more or less "ordinary" person - beyond the standard framework for perceiving the world around him, the generally accepted attitude towards it and the standard reactions sewn up in childhood.

Even the proposal that outraged (and from the point of view of ethology is completely justified) many to think about who to save in case of something is, first of all, a proposal ponder. Do not act reflexively, but think and make a conscious decision. With acceptance at the same time and responsibility for this decision.

The value of this book is not in its answers, but in its questions.

PS: And, as far as I know, after Kozlov's departure from the management of Sinton, he went into a state of constant internal chvar (at least it was like that a few years ago). Which confirms the erroneous answers of the author. But it does not diminish the importance of his questions.

Why do you need a real friend? You don't need a real friend, they're crutches. Here the author does not need a real friend. Or the author went to Chinese ballet. He sat for three hours, spent his whole ass, did not understand anything. Chinese ballet is not needed, and in general, art is not needed.

And science is not needed. Auto RU. Here, the author was in the library, his head was tired and his priest was tired. He would have stood up, waved ... uh ... his hands, but people around who were not free and undeveloped would not understand. And in general, the author brings much more benefit in this life than most ordinary people. Therefore, in the event of a fire, Com. ensign, that is ... uh ... the author should be saved first.

And whoever thinks otherwise has not grown up yet. Or disabled. And the author runs past with a laugh. To the wind and to the sun. In a white suit.

In general, IMHO, the greater the density of words written in capital letters in a book, the faster it should be thrown away.

At first I read with interest. Like most modern pop psychologists, Kozlov has some interesting thoughts scattered around the book. However, for the most part, recognizable. When I read up to the justification that in the event of a catastrophe, it is not women and children that should be saved, but such creators as the author, at first he was crazy, and then he laughed more and more. Halfway through the book, it got annoying.

The book is very good. However, like his other things. True, in the paper edition it is enriched huge amount funny pictures.

In general, all his books are in the public domain on his own website, though either in PDF "e (heavy !!), or in Word" e :(

Philosophical tales for those who are considering life or funny book about freedom and morality Kozlov Nikolay Ivanovich

TALES OF LOVE

My dear man...

An attempt at understanding

Of course, you have only recently re-read Gorky's "Klim Samghin", and you remember very well this dialogue between Klim and Lydia Varavka:

- I love you! “…Do you understand that such words are not thrown around?”

Let's dwell on this for a bit - after all, they have already said so much!

So, what are they so serious about? Why did Lida answer Klim that way?

He said: "I love you!" ... - Maybe it's that he likes her, he wants to admire her and wants to take care of her? - No. In these senses, there is no responsibility. That is, yes, this is also said, but the core, the real application here is elsewhere. Lydia heard Klim say to her:

“I am ready to make you my Goddess. You will rise above all other values in my life!”

This is no longer a weak statement, and here it was appropriate for Lida to clarify: “Do you understand that they don’t throw such words?”

Of course, you can decipher their dialogue in a different way, but I'm afraid that Lida and Klim will not support you.

Klim spoke to Lida about his love - that is, about his most cordial and hard-won readiness to sell himself to her and buy her for himself.

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