THE
MEANING OF THE GOSPEL

People all are born
whole,
perfect, complete, but in the course of their
upbringing and acculturation they’re halved.
A: every half needs
an
other
half to become whole again and attracted to
each other by Eros (libido) they are looking for their better half,
calling it
love, but it is selfish love. They’re clinging together in a
suffocating hold,
preventing each other from changing.
C: If (1) changes,
they
suit
no longer to each other and separate.
D: (2) Finds a new
partner
(4), resembling the former partner and
history repeats itself. They will stay together until one of them
changes
again.
D: The changed one
(1)
finds
a new partner too, different from the
former one, but again they from a new suffocating whole and there also
history
repeats itself.
(1) Changes again
and they
separate too. And then (1) realizes
every relationship in this world being based on mutual dependency,
maintained
by compromises, give and take, selfish love, an artificial ‘we’,
talking in terms
of possession about “my” wife, “my” husband and “my” children. needing
each
other and a mutual imprisonment and constraint and that it has nothing
to do
with disinterested love.
Finally he/she takes
the
way
home, back to where he/she came from, back
to simplicity and wholeness, for only two whole people can love each
other
disinterestedly.
That’s
the meaning of the Gospel of Thomas
I'LL FIND MY
WAY HOME (Jon &
Vangelis)
You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is lost
How will I find what is near
Don't question I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home
My sun shall rise in the east
So shall my heart be at peace
And if you're asking me when
I'll say it starts at the end
You know your will to be free
Is matched with love secretly
And talk will alter your prayer
Somehow you'll find you are there.
Your friend is close by your side
And speaks in far ancient tongue
A seasons wish will come true
All seasons begin with you
One world we all come from
One world we melt into one
Just hold my hand and we're there
Somehow we're going somewhere
Somehow we're going somewhere
You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is strong
I know it can't be long
No questions I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
"Here
we are at the threshold.
This is
the most important moment of your lives.
You have
to know that here your most cherished
wish will
come true.
The most
sincere one.
The one
reached through suffering."
(from the
movie STALKER by Andrej Tarkovsky)
SøREN
KIERKEGAARD
From: ENTEN-ELLER, OR-OR
Never become
involved in
marriage. Married people pledge love for each
other throughout eternity. Well, now, that is easy enough but does not
mean
very much, for if one is finished with time one is probably finished
with
eternity. If, instead of saying "throughout eternity," the couple
would say "until Easter, until next May Day," then what they say
would make some sense, for then they would be saying something and also
something they perhaps could carry out. What happens in marriage?
First, one of
them detects after a short time that something is wrong, and then the
other one
complains and screams: Faithlessness! Faithlessness! After a while, the
other
one comes to the same conclusion and a state of neutrality is
inaugurated
through a balancing of accounts by mutual faithlessness, to their
common
satisfaction and gratification. But it is too late now, anyway, because
a
divorce involves all kinds of huge problems.
Since marriage is
like
that,
it is not strange that attempts are made in
many ways to shore it up with moral props. If a man wants to be
separated from
his wife, the cry goes up: He is a mean fellow, a scoundrel, etc. How
ridiculous, and what an indirect assault upon marriage! Either marriage
has
intrinsic reality, and then he is adequately punished by losing it, or
it has
no reality, and then it is unreasonable to vilify him because he is
wiser than
others. If someone became weary of his money and threw it out the
window, no
one would say he is a mean fellow, for either money has reality, and
then he is
adequately punished by not having it anymore, or it has no reality, and
then,
of course, he is indeed wise.
One must always
guard
against
contracting a life relationship by which
one can become many. That is why even friendship is dangerous, marriage
even more
so. They do say that marriage partners become one, but this is very
obscure and
mysterious talk. If an individual is many, he has lost his freedom and
cannot
order his riding boots when he wishes, cannot knock about according to
whim. If
he has a wife, it is difficult; if he has a wife and perhaps children,
it is
formidable; if he has a wife and children, it is impossible.
Admittedly, there
is the example of a gypsy woman who carried her husband on her back
throughout
life, but for one thing this is a great rarity and, for another, it is
very
tiring in the long run--for the husband. Moreover, through marriage one
falls
into a very deadly continuity with custom, and custom is like the wind
and
weather, something completely indeterminable. To the best of my
knowledge, it
is the custom in Japan for the husbands also to be
confined
during childbirth. Perhaps the time is coming when Europe will import
the customs of
foreign lands.
Even friendship is
dangerous;
marriage is still more dangerous, for the
woman is and will be the man's ruination as soon as he contracts a
continuing
relationship with her. Take a young man, spirited as an Arabian horse;
let him
marry and he is lost. At the outset, the woman is proud, then she is
weak, then
she swoons, then he swoons, then the whole family swoons. A woman's
love is
only pretense and weakness. (note: Everywhere you can replace “woman”
by “man”
and reverse, it’s all the same – transl.)
Just because one
does not
become involved in marriage, one's life need
not for that reason be devoid of the erotic. The erotic, too, ought to
have
infinity--but a poetic infinity that can just as well be limited to one
hour as
to a month. When two people fall in love with each other and sense that
they
are destined for each other, it is a question of having the courage to
break it
off, for by continuing there is only everything to lose, nothing to
gain. It
seems to be a paradox, and indeed it is, for the feelings, not for the
understanding. In this domain it is primarily a matter of being able to
use
moods; if a person can do that, an inexhaustible variation of
combinations can
be achieved.
You
can begin a new life.
Only
see things afresh as you used to see
them.
In
this consists the new life
Marcus
Aurelius Antoninus
Augustus
(called
"the Wise")