Friends forever

Are there really friends that care about each other their whole life?

Are there really friends that can care about each other their whole life?

I wrote about this at length, but decided against uploading it. I’ve been writing entirely too much about spiritual things lately for someone of my pray grade. So I’ll try to make this more straightforward.

Yes, there really are friends who care about each other for as long as they live. Perhaps not their whole life unless they also happen to be twins, but from the onset of their friendship and forevermore.

St Teresa was one of those people who loved her friends very dearly and always had them close to her heart. You’d think someone who had God had enough, but to her there was not a clear distinction between God and his children. Those who loved “His Majesty”, as she liked to call Him, having them as friends was in a way like having God himself.

The key to robust friendship is that they are founded on love that gives without asking anything in return. Friendships founded on need are not robust. It could simply be the need to not be alone, so these will fade when there is someone more readily available to be together with. Or it could be the need to be entertained, or to feel important, or even in some cases an erotic “need” to be in the presence of an attractive person, which often excites people even if nothing comes of it.

But some friendships are based on a common love for something that does not fade. And these friendships can last for as long as we both shall live, and even beyond, so I believe. Be that as it may, my friendship is free and must be freely accepted. While I’m happy to help a friend, you should not be too optimistic about starting up your friendship by asking for favors, if you are just another greedy human seeking benefits for this brief life on Earth. But if you seek glory and immortality by endurance in good deeds, I’ll definitely consider being Friends Forever. ^_^ I could need more friends like that.

 

“God told me so!”

Bright yellow light from above

A bright light is one of the most common manifestations of a Heavenly vision, but is not in itself a guarantee for divine origin. The revelation still needs to be verified, according to the experts. And then you put it aside.

This entry is really written for Christians. If you are curious you can read it anyway, but I don’t expect it to be useful to others.

Still reading the book Fire Within about St Teresa of Avila and St John of the Cross. I haven’t really studied great saints in much detail before, so perhaps they are pretty normal for their sort, but Teresa in particular really blows me away with her awesomeness. (As usual, when it comes to Teresa. I feel like a complete fanboy when I think of her. She is so awesome!) It turns out that for her, it was quite natural to hear the voice of her Lord or to see the risen Christ in a vision – not a vague daydream, but an unimaginable beauty in a blinding light beyond anything she had thought possible. She also had various other direct perceptions of Jesus and God.

Now, this surprised me, but that was not the awesome part. The awesome part is how she didn’t make a fuss about it.

St Teresa and St John insisted that no matter how absolutely certain it was that a vision or voice was of God, there was no reason to talk about it to anyone except ones spiritual director (the person a Catholic goes to for confession, normally a priest). After that, just set it aside. These things happen, and their purpose is our sanctification. That is to say, they should result in us becoming more humble, more loving, more patient and so on, if they really are from God. These perceptions of Heaven – and even of the Trinity, it was implied – was not a proof that one was extremely holy. Sure, genuine communications did not appear until a certain point, usually, but not very far into the purification process. After that, even a genuine vision of the risen Christ was not really saying anything about one’s progress. And many people live and die without any such event, and are the better for it.

That is a pretty cool attitude toward something that would send most of us screaming or make us full-time preachers or selling books on Amazon about our Conversations With God.

I imagine that if I had a grand vision of the Lord when I was even remotely young, I would have been all over the place thinking I was a Chosen Vessel of Salvation, a Very Important Person in the cosmic hierarchy. Everyone show respect for the Great Man of God!

(Of course, that is how I imagine it. In reality, any genuine meeting with God will automatically reveal one’s sins, faults, weaknesses and imperfections. So one will immediately become very humble – although I am not sure how long that lasts. I think that depends on one’s attitude.)

The reason why St Teresa eventually mentioned these events to a broader audience (originally the nuns under her care) was that she had been ordered by her superiors (in the church hierarchy, not necessarily in the spirit). Being a very obedient old woman, she wrote her rambling, charming books that changed the history of the Church forever.

The Catholic Church is still fairly monolithic, but the Protestant churches have split into probably more than a thousand sects, not to mention splinter cells within the various denominations again. And frequently this is because someone has had some sort of vision, voice, or inspiration that they felt certain was from God. And perhaps it was. Why not? God does things like that, evidently. But as the book about the two saints points out, one thing is what God says and another is what we make of it. The Bible is supposed to be the Word of God as well, and people interpret it in wildly different ways. Why wouldn’t they do the same with a voice or a vision or a revelation?

And this also came to pass. They say that here on the south coast of Norway, every village used to have a prayer house or two, beside the church. That is because each village had some kind of sect which had some revelation that the church did not have, like a different variant of some ritual or dogma. And then someone in the sect would get their own revelation, and break out and make a new sect. They would make their own prayer house and try to poach followers from the church and the other sects; and if they failed to convert them, threaten them with eternal damnation.

I guess when God tells you something, it is hard to stay cool and wait and see. But if great saints like Teresa and John could do so, certainly some random guy should.  (And before you ask, no I have not have any visions of the Lord in a bright light. Yet. Hopefully if it ever happens, I’ll now be able to not go off the deep end – which everyone would believe anyway…)

Jesus Christ has a saying that applies to this, I believe: “A teacher who is educated for the Kingdom of Heaven is like someone who brings out treasures old and new from his storage.” If you have learned something from God or from High Spirits in Heaven, and you know it comes from there because you have become a more virtuous and humble person yourself from it, then obviously you have something in your storehouse for the day someone needs your treasure.

Speaking of which, Amazon has moved The Way of Perfection (by St Teresa) up to second place in my Kindle recommendations list recently. I found this amusing because of the name. When I was young, I thought that I was pretty close to being perfect. But since then I have learned that I was actually very far from it, and still am far from it. God told me so!

I agree with marine officer Johan Oscar Smith, who wrote to his brother that  when he got the Holy Spirit, he expected to learn the hidden truth about the beasts in Daniel and the Apocalypse. But instead God showed him the beast in himself. Now that’s a truly useful vision! However, bear in mind that even God’s reproach is filled with hope. It has nothing to do with depression, and it won’t tell you that you are beyond salvation. Those who are can’t hear Him anyway. For it is written: “Today, if you hear His voice, harden not your hearts”.

The Fifth Dimension

The fifth-dimensional Realm of the Good

In the movie “The Laws of Eternity”, the fifth dimension is portrayed as a beautiful land, Earth-like but more beautiful and “larger than life”. The people there are constantly happy and get along well. But what is this “fifth dimension” really?

With our senses we live in a three-dimensional world, and with our mind we live in the fourth dimension as well, called time. To us, time is obviously real, but a number of scientists wonder whether it exists only in our mind, since their equations work just as well without it. Even so, the existence of time is obvious and to not believe in it requires a great effort. In fact, I do not think it is possible to live as a sane human being without belief in time.

But beyond this, there is a fifth dimension of the mind. In this we find such things as truth, beauty and virtue, and of course love. One name for this dimension is simply “spirituality”. It is our gateway to that which goes beyond space and time, to eternity itself. Truth is eternal, even though facts change. Beauty is eternal, even though beautiful things fade. Virtue is eternal, even though the virtuous die. Love is eternal, although the desire frequently called “love” certainly isn’t.

If you are blind to these things, I do not believe I have the power to change your mind. There are those who insist that there is nothing beyond this world of matter and energy, that all hope and love is merely delusion, that we are merely fluctuations in the activity of our brain. Their actions usually show that they don’t believe this for a minute, but presumably they have some reason for pretending even to themselves. I am not able to travel into your heart and find the knots that tie you down. Certainly I cannot do so in a simple blog like this.

But to seek the higher things for their own sake is like having an anchor that keeps you from drifting aimlessly down the river of time. Those who seek only the things in this world of space and time find life bitter and meaningless, for all things slip out of their grasp: Many while they still live, and the rest when they die.

In practice, most of us live unsteadily between Heaven and Earth, in a manner of speaking. We look up to truth, virtue and love. We are moved by music and art* that seem to take us beyond the moment and lift us up. But we are also drawn easily to sense pleasures, to status and even to anger. Even when we think we know better, we are easily led astray: Even a small coin at the end of an outreached arm is still large enough to block the entire sun.

(*I would not call music and art “spiritual” in the strict sense of that word, but rather I see them as on-ramps from the realm of the senses to a higher understanding of beauty as such. A person’s sense of music is often a good indication of the state of their soul.)

But they who have begun to colonize the fifth dimension, find that it is every bit as real as anything we can touch, and more so. Like the sky that is always above us no matter where we go, the spiritual reality is not dispelled by passing time, though many other things are.

As our eyes are opened, we learn to see: Not masterful things we can brag about, mostly, but how much love we have received, how precious it is that we have been given life and mind, how beautiful is the Light that shines through all things and that we can even, eventually, begin to see in each other. A sense of gratitude becomes frequent, maybe even steady. There is a great joy in the things that are not drifting on the river of time, and I wish that we all may be able to feel that joy in our lives.

Beyond what we may call the Fifth Dimension there are others, one brighter and more beautiful than another. But in a sense they are extensions of that fifth, not replacements for it. And I do not want to get very abstract today. If you are honest to yourself, I think you too believe in love, in truth, in beauty, in justice. You are not such a creature that has no use for things you can’t eat or mate with. You know this in your heart and you act on this truth at least part of the time, as do we all. Choose to pursue it and you pursue happiness itself. Come to the fifth dimension! We have cookies! ^_^

Preparing for “poverty”

Small house in Sims 3

With bedrooms and a second bathroom in the basement, this house in Sims 3 has room for a small family to live very comfortably. Having huge expanses of floor is not something most people will get used to in the near future, if things continue their current course. The bookshelves may also disappear, and the computer be replaced with tablets. Not sure about the mailbox.

For decades now, we who live in the rich world have assumed that we would become richer or richer. OK, perhaps not all of us, but nearly so. Americans have been more accepting of the fact that a society that creates winners must also create losers; here in Europe, we have largely pretended that this only applied to substance abusers. The ordinary Joe and Jane would be better and better off for each passing years, and their children even more so, world without end.

There was a vague sense of guilt because most of the world — the so-called “third world” — seemed lost forever in abject poverty. But that’s what happens when they try to rule themselves, and if it was our parents’ fault, it certainly wasn’t ours, and anyway they supplied us with cheap raw materials so it wasn’t all bad.

While we looked the other way, the developing world actually developed. OK, there are still some few nations mired in unspeakable poverty, usually in a state of war or civil war. But most of the human population isn’t living like that anymore. They still have a long way before they are as wealthy as us, but they are catching up rapidly.

Now the Chinese can do almost all that we can do, only cheaper. And people are understandably getting nervous, when their privileges start to come into question. It is not just theory, either: The income of a single working American is not much different from 20 years ago, and sliding downward. For a while the family wealth increased because both man and wife was working for pay; then it increased because you sold the same houses to each other for ever higher prices. Now that illusion too is broken; people hope that the government will be able to do something, perhaps by confiscating the wealth of the super-rich. But even if you took it all, you would only be able to hold the government debt steady for about a year. There just aren’t that many super-rich, and if you try to sell their stuff all at once you won’t get much for it.

The time may be drawing to a close when we could eat T-bone steak each day and the Chinese ate mostly rice. The steak and the rice are going to be more evenly distributed, so it seems. Not just with the Chinese, but India, Brazil, Indonesia and Nigeria are all huge nations who want their part of the world’s resources. At least the Indians don’t eat cattle… well, most of them don’t. But you get the point. Even though the rising tide raises most of the boats, some of the “super-rich” nations of the world will have to move downward toward the average.

It amuses me when Americans whine about the “1%” rich, and don’t realize that in the eyes of about 6 billion people, they are the 1%. OK, more like 5%, but still. The difference between having a private jet and a car may seem huge, but not when you’re saving up for a cheap bicycle.

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This was just an introduction, really, but probably necessary because most people in the western world have still not understood with their emotion that their Golden Age has ended, and that lean years are ahead.

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One trend in the near future of Europe and America should be small, cheap homes. Some of these will be in traditional apartments, but also suburban homes will probably be small, on small plots of land, in order to be affordable. I don’t mean we should tear down the large houses that are still around, I just mean that new homes should be smaller. Young people looking for a place to live will generally not be able to pay a lot, because even if they have a long-term job, it is not likely to be very well paid. There will be exceptions, of course, but their houses are already built, the big ones.

With gas prices set to skyrocket once another billion cars roll onto the roads, the suburbs of the near future should not be just rows of houses with roads to take people to the city. Rather, cities and towns and villages all should have a mixture of residential, shopping and work buildings. Since most work won’t involve smokestacks and the like, there is no reason to have the buildings far apart from the homes. You will not want to drive for an hour for a slightly better paid job, because it will cost you more in gas than you earn. But of course many jobs only exists where there are many people (a neurosurgeon needs a much larger population than a hairdresser). So large cities will continue to be large, but may become more dense and more varied as people seek to live within reasonable distance if they can afford it. Again, small affordable housing near the city or large towns will be highly sought after.

Electric cars will be widespread, but they will remain more expensive than gas or diesel cars, and electricity itself will grow more expensive. At the same time, wages and salaries will continue to shrink. Driving will no longer be something you do thoughtlessly or just because you are bored. And you will think twice about visiting a mall far away, or drive your kids to another town for some trivial activity.

Taking a plane to an overseas vacation will once again be for the rich. In so far as ordinary workers will have vacations, they will mostly spend them at home or at least in their own state, most years. Tourism will continue to grow for a while, because there will be many more tourists from the countries that used to be poor. But it will not grow at a breakneck speed, and not forever. Specifically, travel by plane will necessarily suffer from peak oil and the transportation boom. Planes are fast but not particularly energy-efficient. People will gradually need more and more of a real reason to take them.

With all things electronic continuing to give more value for money, I expect people to gradually switch from skin meetings to video meetings, and relaxing in virtual worlds instead of actual travel. Physical books will also probably become more of a luxury, although this is still a ways off.

The world population is now forecast to peak at somewhere around 9.5 billion, which is within the planet’s capacity to feed, at least for a while. What has changed the most is that most of these people won’t live in dirt poor third world countries, although I fear some will. But most will live in the new “second world”, not the communist world that use to bear that name but rather a compromise between todays first and third world. There are already a good number of such countries, and I expect the rich world to gradually sink to meet them, although not at the same speed as the emerging countries rise.

With a large “world middle class”, food will be expensive but most will be able to afford it. (Again, I expect hard times for the few countries who don’t get up in time.) Luxury food will become luxury again for the ordinary worker in America and Europe. In particular meat will be expensive, since it requires a lot of plant food that could otherwise have been sold to humans. Of course there are many areas that are better suited for grass than for grain, fruit and vegetables. In Scandinavia, for instance, the mountains are suited only for goats and sheep, not for grain or soybeans. I assume the same will hold true for the Rockies and other mountain chains. But overall, meat will become a bit of a luxury. Not something you only taste for Christmas, but perhaps once or twice a week unless you are well off and want to show it.

Again, we are not talking about abject poverty here. I put the word in quotes in the headline because in the eyes of most of the world, it is far from poverty. It is simply sensible living. But for many of us, that will be a rather new thing. We should think ahead and prepare, both individually, as families, and as society.

“Read more!”

Sims in front of a big classic bookshelf

I have to admit that a Kindle cannot compete with a classic bookshelf when it comes to impressing guests. Luckily that is not a concern for me.

“Read more!” I saw the text on a small plastic bag I had acquired some years ago from Narvesen, a kiosk chain here in Norway. I don’t know how this is in other countries, but in Norway kiosks usually sell snacks, newspapers, comics, magazines and hot dogs. In later years they usually also sell paperbacks, foreign magazines and pizza. Narvesen is the larges of the chains here, and has contributed quite a bit to the current bilingual state of our nation. A lot of literature is either unavailable in Norwegian or far more expensive, as our country has still less than 5 million citizens (about 4.5 million speaking Norwegian, I would guesstimate).

These days, the Narvesen kiosks may not be profiting the most if people took their old advice to heart. Norwegians have flocked to Amazon, buying first ordinary books but these days mainly e-books for Kindle. Most Norwegians have computer, smartphone, tablet or something in between. All of these have the ability to run the Kindle software. In addition, many Norwegians have bought a dedicated Kindle tablet.

In contrast, I am happy to say that Barnes & Noble’s Nook is virtually unknown here.  This is reasonable since they refuse to sell many of their books in our country. It also warms my heart because B&N is evil and should die, die, die and become like ash under the soles of the righteous. They sold me several e-books in the early years of that business, then after a while closed down their e-book business and deleted the books (which they had promised would be available for re-download). Meanwhile, during the dark years, Fictionwise.com was patient and was the major actor in selling recent fiction in e-book format. Just as the tide was turning, B&N bought them up and stopped them from selling many of their books overseas. Today, judging from the mails I get from them, they are mostly selling cheap romance books. May righteous judgment come upon B&N for their crimes against the innocent! May their shops become public toilets and all who pass them shake their heads and say “This was the high and mighty Barnes and Noble; may all who break their promises be destroyed like they were destroyed.”

OK, got a little carried away there.

In any case, it is a safe bet that if Norwegians take to heart the encouragement to read more, Amazon.com is likely to get at least as much profit from it as Narvesen. Even though there are cheaper competitors, like Smashwords, they tend to not have anywhere near the same number of different books. They also don’t have the synchronization across different devices. Still, I think competition on price is a good thing at this stage: In today’s mass market, it is no longer sane to have e-books cost more than paperbacks. So I will encourage you to search on Smashwords, or Google for other outlets, before pressing “Buy with 1-click”.

In any case, I plan to keep reading, if Light allows. I still have a backlog of books I have bought, most of them pretty heavy and dense – although no longer in a literal sense, I am happy to say, as far as the e-books are concerned!

New Year’s resolve

The New Year is about to begin. Somewhat arbitrarily, as usual.

The length of the day and of the year are physical constants, beyond our control. But the beginning of them is arbitrarily chosen by men. For instance, we consider the day to begin at midnight, but observant Jews see it begin at  sunset. And the start of the year is owed to Julius Caesar and Pope Gregory, at the very least. Even though at least one Pope was involved, I have heard no rumor that divine intervention was ever claimed. People just decided.

So we are stuck with the New Year’s Day of some long dead people. That does not exactly inspire me to consider the change of the year an important event in my life. But hey, it is another occasion to write. ^_^

Usually my New Year’s resolution is to not have any resolutions, but rather to change my life immediately if I find that it needs changing. It would be too bad to delay something good and useful just because of some long dead people!

Today I do have resolutions, but they are not entirely new. (I guess the name is a bit ironic in itself: Re-solution, as in the same solution over again.) I guess you could say these resolutions are slowly crystallizing. (When a solution evaporates, it often causes the solid content to crystallize out, for instance salt water makes small, pretty salt crystals. I did this as a kid.)

So this is my plan: Each day I will do something that would make an atheist wince, if he could see it. (I have every intention of never letting them see it unless it be in dire emergency, of course, since my religion forbids it.) After all, I already do things that would make a saint wince if he saw it, so I suppose I should try to level the playing field a bit.

Mind you, this is not an attack on science (one of my favorite interests) or even on impersonal spirituality. I believe impersonal spirituality is a valid path, but I am not absolutely sure. It is not my path, after all, and it would be foolish to talk with great pathos about another man’s path.

 

 

Meanwhile, in Sims 3

Sim-Tuva in a perhaps not too flattering perspective

Sim-Tuva and Tor the robot. The girl in the picture is the paper girl, I have no recent pictures of Jannikke.

From 4 dimensions to 2:  In Meadow Glen, Sim-Tuva has moved out from the small barn with the three basements, together with her young adult daughter Jannikke and the family robot, Tor. They also took most of the cash, while Sim-Magnus kept the paintings and sculptures and the time machine. Actually they just moved into a neighboring house, a big one with a large garden.

Sim-Magnus wanted to concentrate on meditation and writing his books. He enjoys the solitude, although he will eventually get a new robot.

Contrary to what the picture may imply, Sim-Tuva was not kept around merely for her decorative backside. Beside their long-standing friendship, Sim-Tuva and Sim-Magnus also complemented each other (not complimented, although that happened too). She is an excellent cook and loves making beds and cleaning the house. Sim-Magnus brought home lots of money as a famous scientist and educator, and  had the ability to brighten the day and give interesting talks. But in the end, Sim-Tuva is going to start a new life together with the robot, and Jannikke is looking to start a family of her own with one of the elder vampires in town.

So no, this does not really reflect anything in the real world.  I guess I just include it to show that I am not living entirely in Heaven gazing on esoteric secrets. At least not yet.

Let sleeping dead lie

Anime characters discussing the Akashic records

“Such a mundane question is nothing for one with access to the Akashic Records.” Actually, I have come to understand that Akashic Records strongly discourage unauthorized broadcast.

I got into a conversation with an old friend online about the movie and book What Dreams May Come. The book and movie are actually quite different, but they both deal with a man’s journey after death and his attempt to rescue the soul of his wife who committed suicide.

The after-worldview of the author is actually somewhat similar to that of the new Japanese religion Happy Science (well, not brand new, it’s from 1986, but as religions go, that is new). It is not entirely surprising, since the body of occult material is rather similar, most of it of East Asian origin. But some also from the West: Swedenborg, for instance, spend a good part of his later years visiting the spirit world, which he tried to express in ways people could understand.

Richard Matheson seems to confine himself to what Happy Science calls the 4th dimension, where the souls of the dead largely prefer to ignore the fact that they are dead, and generally don’t think about spiritual things except the occasional stray thought. Their lives are basically like dreams. Or nightmares, for those who have messed up their souls badly enough. I personally am reluctant to use the word “Heaven” about the world the main character wakes up in once he gives up his attachment to Earth. Sure, it is pretty, but I would say I am more in Heaven right now, for I am still allowed to pray even though I am a sinful man, and repent my sins and experience the presence of the Light in my heart. I would not trade that comfort for the most beautiful of vistas and the presence of long-gone loved ones.

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Despite the dire warnings in the Bible, there are still those who seek to contact the dead. But if you understand a bit about the spirit world, you realize that there is no point in seeking out ordinary souls in the fourth dimension. They don’t suddenly become awesome when they die, although I have seen those left behind  show a lot more respect once someone is dead. But that is a change in them, not in the departed. They are still ordinary and there is no particular benefit in contacting them, apart from asking for the combination to the safe. I really don’t think that is worth incurring a conflict with Heaven over.

There are greater souls who rise above this dreamlike state in which most men live and die. But they cannot be summoned – if anything, they could summon you. And you probably would not want that.

There are higher Heavens, several of them. I should probably not be the one teaching about them. Just know, if you ever watch the movie or read the book, that it only deals with the very lowest levels of the spirit world. There are higher, brighter, amazing places beyond the imagination of most people.

Seek the words of the Living, not the dead. The Bible says this from the Pentateuch onward. (Nor do other great religions disagree.) Heaven will make sure to have its duly appointed representatives on Earth when needed, and from them you can take lessons. But let the sleeping dead lie. Whether they are in dreams or in nightmares, they cannot help you, and you cannot help them in that way.

 

Stop dieting!

Running like the wind in Sims 3

Run like the wind! You’ll love it, at least more than dieting. Or if you are too sick to run, just walk. Or do yoga, if your neighborhood is too dangerous. Don’t just sit there and diet! Do something!

If you know what’s best for you, drop that diet and back away slowly. Then faster and faster. It has been known for years that diets are ineffective; now it seems more and more clear that they are outright harmful, quite likely every one of them.

Of course there are situations where you have to avoid certain foods, such as allergies or particular problems of the digestion. I am here talking about dieting to lose weight, a multi-billion dollar industry which it seems (like so many others) is based on the near-demonic eagerness to exploit the ignorant as if they were cattle.

As I said, we have known for a while that diets don’t work except in so few and rare cases that it would be like relying on lottery for a living. There are in fact numerous diets that leave the subject noticeably lighter after a few months. However, after five years the number who has stayed down in weight is less than those who have actually grown fatter than they were when they started. In all fairness, they might have gained weight anyway, and they did get a brief respite. But in any case, this means we cannot make a correct judgment from the “before” and “after” pictures, but also need a “much later” picture in which you have regained your plumpness and then some.

Still, while I have mentioned this in the past, it did not move me to an impassioned plea. That only happened because of new reports coming in from several sources, including Norway’s University of Science and Technology (NTNU Trondheim), showing evidence that weight has virtually no effect on health and survival in a modern society. What causes the wide range of “lifestyle diseases” is instead inactivity. An overweight person who is physically active is no more likely to get diabetes, hypertension and stroke than a slimmer person. Only when obesity reaches a level where exercise becomes impossible, does it spell impending doom.

The flip side of this is that if you are slim but inactive, you are risking your very life. And this, dear reader, is the problem. Not that diets are ineffective; that is the Light’s own grace, if I may say so. The danger is the time in which the diet is effective and you actually lose weight. This means you no longer have to exercise to keep your weight down; the urgency fades.

If you can both diet and exercise to your fullest extent, then I suppose it is harmless. But the moment you choose between activity and dieting, you need to be aware which one is purely cosmetic and which one is likely to save your life.

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Even children are at risk now. When I was a boy, 40 years ago in Norway, the idea of children dieting was unnatural if not outright blasphemous. Instead, they would run around. There were two fat kids in our village, a brother and sister; they had some kind of hormone disease, we were told. It is probably true, because they were giants from before they started school. The rest of us, including their brother, were slim. Boys would spend whole afternoon playing soccer; I am not sure what the girls did, probably something useful? In school breaks they were playing tag or throwing small balls.

These days, kids are sitting in front of the TV or computer monitor all afternoon instead. Well, not all of them all of the time, but enough so that there are fat kids everywhere. I very much doubt they have all suddenly  were born with hormone disturbances! And contrary to what you kids may believe, there was plenty of food 40 years ago. OK, so out in the countryside there weren’t potato chips in bags, but we made our own, cutting potatoes in slices and frying them in animal fat, salt and pepper, and frequently adding a fried egg to the mix. And then we ate until we were full.

Some of us loved a good book as well, and would read for hours. So we did not run around all day. But we ran around everyday. Or walked around, in my case, since I have exercise asthma since I was tiny.

But now we have, for the first time in history, teenager whose arteries are partially clogged by fat before they are even grown up. Medical science proceeds at a brisk pace, so hopefully they will live to old age anyway, somehow. But it won’t be cheap. And not particularly pleasant, I dare say. Wouldn’t it have been easier to run around at least an hour each day?

But mainly I write to adults here. You have the opportunity to make your own life decisions, at a cost. So you thought you would not spend the time on walking around (or you live in a neighborhood where you cannot walk around without being mugged / raped / killed, if you live in certain parts of South Africa or America). Instead, you will just eat less fat or sugar or bread, or whatever the fad is when you read this. And it works. You may feel hungry for a while, but you lose weight, and everyone is happy. Until your body starts degenerating from lack of use anyway, and you get the same illnesses as the obese people, only a little later.

Humans are made to move about on their feet, and if you don’t do it, there will be trouble. Even if you diet. So drop that diet and start moving! You’ll soon find you need your energy and can eat with a good conscience.

Happy birthday to me!

I guess I did change

I guess I did change this year. And that makes me happy. But I will be happier if I change more, I am sure.

I did, in fact, have a happy birthday. But then again virtually all my days have been happy for years and years now. For a while this worried me, as I was thinking I would have to suffer in the afterlife for being happier than I deserved in this life.

Reading the books of Ryuho Okawa convinced me logically that some happiness is a natural result of making the right choices (even if, in my case, there was a lot of help to make me do so). I don’t simply take this on faith, there was a solid body of reasoning that I could check for myself. My heart agrees with it as well.

On the other hand, reading about the lives of saints has shown me that some of my more superficial joy is indeed misguided and needs to wither and die. This refers to enjoyment I get from worldly entertainment, such as computer games, and from allowed sense pleasures such as delicate food. For the inner, deeper happiness to increase, my “center of gravity” needs to move further inward. So hopefully my 54th year will be marked by this. I am not made of saint material, really, so who knows how much progress there will be, if any. But that is the direction in which I am looking.

My experience from the past (and I have a lot of past, now!) is that as my center of gravity moves inward, certain parts of my life start to wither and die naturally, without  a lot of whining like when one slaughters a pig. It is more like when you look at old trees, you see they no longer have the lowest branches, which younger trees have, and the lower branches that remain are sometimes already dead, otherwise rather bare and seemingly bound for death. But new branches are growing higher up. It is a natural process. It is something similar here, I think.  I just passed by the stacks of comics that I still have left (having gotten rid of large heaps of these each time I moved) and I was like, what are these doing here? So that is good.  I don’t go around think “Oh noes, I have to give up my comics or God will punish me in Hell!” – in fact, I have bought a few digital ones this fall and winter – but the emotional attachment has been fading for years and still does. I have other interests now.

So that makes me happy. It would be sad if nothing happened and I just stayed the same, even if it was a cheerful same. It is better that I grow a little each year, even if it means some branches close to the earth are withering and dying.