Real joy means immediate expansion. If we experience pure joy, immediately our heart expands. We feel that we are flying in the divine freedom-sky. The entire length and breadth of the world becomes ours, not for us to rule over, but as an expansion of our consciousness. We become reality and vastness.
Encouraged by her parents_ applause, the girl went on: __o you think we take off our tops to give you pleasure? We do it for ourselves, because we like it, because it feels better, because it brings our bodies nearer to the sun! You__e only capable of seeing us as sex objects!__gain Papa and Mama Clevis applauded, but this time their bravos had a somewhat different tone. Their daughter__ words were indeed right, but also somewhat inappropriate for a fourteen-year-old. It was like an eight-year-old boy saying: __f there__ a holdup, Mama, I__l defend you._ Then too the parents applaud, because their son__ statement is clearly praiseworthy. But since it also shows excessive self-assurance, the praise is rightly shaded by a certain smile. With such a smile the Clevis parents had tinged their second bravos, and their daughter, who had heard that smile in their voices and did not approve of it, repeated with irritated obstinacy: __hat__ over and done with. I__ not anybody__ sex object.__ithout smiling, the parents merely nodded, not wanting to incite their daughter any further.Jan, however, could not resist saying:__y dear girl, if you only knew how easy it is not to be a sex object.__e uttered these words softly, but with such sincere sorrow that they resounded in the room for a long while. They were words difficult to pass over in silence, but it was not possible to respond to them either. They did not deserve approval, not being progressive, but neither did they deserve argument, because they were not obviously against progress. There were the worst words possible, because they were situated outside the debate conducted by the spirit of the time. They were words beyond good and evil, perfectly incongruous words.
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
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Encouraged by her parents_ applause, the girl went on: __o you think we take off our tops to give you pleasure? We do it for ourselves, because we like it, because it feels better, because it brings our bodies nearer to the sun! You__e only capable of seeing us as sex objects!__gain Papa and Mama Clevis applauded, but this time their bravos had a somewhat different tone. Their daughter__ words were indeed right, but also somewhat inappropriate for a fourteen-year-old. It was like an eight-year-old boy saying: __f there__ a holdup, Mama, I__l defend you._ Then too the parents applaud, because their son__ statement is clearly praiseworthy. But since it also shows excessive self-assurance, the praise is rightly shaded by a certain smile. With such a smile the Clevis parents had tinged their second bravos, and their daughter, who had heard that smile in their voices and did not approve of it, repeated with irritated obstinacy: __hat__ over and done with. I__ not anybody__ sex object.__ithout smiling, the parents merely nodded, not wanting to incite their daughter any further.Jan, however, could not resist saying:__y dear girl, if you only knew how easy it is not to be a sex object.__e uttered these words softly, but with such sincere sorrow that they resounded in the room for a long while. They were words difficult to pass over in silence, but it was not possible to respond to them either. They did not deserve approval, not being progressive, but neither did they deserve argument, because they were not obviously against progress. There were the worst words possible, because they were situated outside the debate conducted by the spirit of the time. They were words beyond good and evil, perfectly incongruous words.
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Last weekend, grandad and I sat on the porch in silence at sunset.We admired the grapes hanging on the vines. Time passed and it did not matter. That moment was precious, that moment was to be cherished. That moment was a healer. That moment was rich, comfortable and words were unneeded. We had each other sitting side by side and the luxury of a moment lived in its full presence. That is all that mattered.The best things in life are really free.