Book: Angel heart

Man is a strange creature... He is full of fears and therefore constantly needs protection. It is often love he gives this job to protect him in his own world of fear and suspicion. He gives his love work. Does not work for love, but wants to work on it.
When a person buys a home live flower, he realizes that he must take care of him, otherwise he will die. From the flower of little use, only joy. And for this joy of people willing to pay. But in the love of common sense he fails. Now love is supposed to take care of him, now she has to pay him.
Why are people doing that? Why do not cherish their love? Why not put it to the test? Right, because it's too small and immature. Right, because he is nothing but a dumb child.. And therefore, probably, he calls God Father, and himself - "child of God". Yes, and in this he imputes to the God of duty.
Sometimes it seems that people are just stupid. But... it would be very simple, if that were the case. In fact he is weak and jealous. And it is much worse.

Man is a strange being -- He dreams of a miracle, absolutely not imagining that it is. It seems that the miracle is the fulfillment of his desires. Whereas a miracle is something supernatural, something that does not arise from the circumstances of her logic, but "descends from above", as a new circumstance as an unnecessary additional element of the system.
And whatever happened to the man, he could not understand it. Or rather - he can't accept the fact that the miracle he has no control. He can neither cause it nor to direct it in the direction in which he would like. And this fact is most confusing in need of a miracle.
What does a man dream of when dreaming about your miracle, is a miracle controlled, managed his miracle. He doesn't want just "new circumstances", he wants to have the circumstances that he needs. In other words, he dreams of nothing else as that to be God.
Man likes beautiful words - love, truth, miracles... And it seems, knows nothing. Categorically nothing...

Man is a strange creature... He walks in a circle, changing one feeling into another. And all because he did not have the power nor forgiveness, nor understanding. He wants everything in this world evolved according to his own view of life - about what is right and what is wrong, what is true and what is false. He is a tyrant and he has no idea.
When a person is ill, it is so hard to deal with someone else's happiness as their own suffering. He feels that if he suffers, you must suffer and the whole world, every person. Whereas he ought to rejoice in the fact that the world is suffering, there is also happiness. That he could overcome their own suffering. But the weakness and envy prevented him.
Strange that the man revels in its own tragic way much more than your own happiness? First he considers the opportunity to be proud of the second is the actual happiness is in no hurry to flaunt, as if afraid that it will be taken away from him or stolen. How much you have to be weak, to be afraid to share your own happiness, and how jealous to with such generosity to bestow upon the world their own suffering?

Man is a strange creature... He loves to teach, but did not know how to learn. His mind devoid of curiosity, and inner experience, which could help a person to understand themselves and the world, rethinking them as he himself would like. And you want a person to remain unchanged. People closed in itself and in its submissions, absolutely not wanting to get out of them. And the purpose of this closure is to see the world the way one wants it to be. He adjusts the world to himself and it gives him the opportunity to persist in their own delusions.
Man is weak in order to change, and evil, he could not accept the existence of something beyond your control. People from all satisfied with the competition, he is ready to compete even with the beloved. People make mistakes, but that's not the problem. The problem is that he's not going to fix them, it is opposed to his whole being.

Man is a strange creature...
The greatest happiness he brings love, but love he makes field of his major battles. It is his love, his sincere affection, like litmus paper, reveals all that is in it is true - his selfishness, his desire to be always and everywhere right.
To say or write a "last word" to blame in a failed relationship your partner to abdicate responsibility for the outcome of relations - all this selfish desire to take "precedence" over loved one to come out unsullied from the mud. Yes, in what selfishness does not reach the extent of the higher peak, as this desire is to take the "top".

People indulge their weaknesses, including their advantages. A person experiences envy, looking at what I would like to have and what is merely a figment of his imagination. Man loves to be deceived, but do not like to see it.

This is a problem of all lovers. They think that your loved one needs to speak only what he wants to hear. And in any case not to say what you really think. The funny thing is that there is nothing wrong, indecent or seditious lovers and I do not think, on the contrary - they love. But for fear of losing the beloved, they avoid to be honest. Just in case... something they are not telling, something embellished, somewhere evil. They think that they are doing this for his love, for her lover, but the true goal is different - they want to fall in love with the beloved. Yes, this is true purpose: to turn from lover to beloved. Everyone is going nuts on this...

Man is a strange being... a wise man called it "playing the beast." Man turns everything into a game. Any relationship between people, valuables, and even the object of faith gradually becomes a game, a play, which spelled out not only the replica and role, but even the characters, their essence.
A few rehearsals, and then - lifetime tour. Life. Replays, replays, replays. But zaigryval, a person loses not only his individuality, your own self, but the sense of life. But lose yourself is to die. And he dies physically while remaining alive.
Starting to play once, the person can not stop. He plays again and again. And at some point it begins to seem that everything is a game, and the game is everything. And then he decides: no the game will not work - all it is kept, it includes everything. It will not work...
But it's not just because of the game itself - that's what people do not understand.

People where more where more persistent talking about love, what they love, when love is becoming less and less. If trying to hypnotize yourself - "I love, love, love..."