Good opportunity to give place to a knot.
A knot? Yes, a knot.
Shortly someone mentioned me a booklet by R.D. Laing.
It’s from the seventies and I have missed it then.
(I always came a few years late, was my feeling during that time).
The booklet contains in a abstracted form all kinds of thought patterns.
The second one of the first chapter struck me. This is the summary of my protestant upbringing with all the hidden traps that it contained.
I’m in awe.
In his foreword Laing hopes that we will be able to see the final formal elegance in these webs of maya. :-), the guy has a good sense of humor too.
Here is ‘my’ knot:
They are not having fun.
I can’t have fun if they don’t.
If I get them to have fun, then I can have fun with them.
Getting them to have fun, is not fun. It is hard work.
I might get fun out of finding out why they’re not.
I’m not supposed to get fun out of working out why
they’re not.
But there is even some fun in pretending to them I’m not
having fun finding out why they ’re not.
A little girl comes along and says: let’s have fun.
But having fun is a waste of time, because it doesn’t
help to figure out why they’re not having fun.
How dare you have fun when Christ died on the Cross
for you! Was He having fun?
Only God knows wether he had fun
my be the devil did.