Eh? Why should I serve "the world" - whatever this could be in your form "to think"?
Translation:
If you asked life for a thousand years: What do you live for? then if it were to answer, it would say nothing other than: I live in order to live.
This is because life lives for its own reason
and springs from its own being,
therefore it lives without why, by living itself.
Now if someone is a true human being,
who acts out of his own reason
asked: Why do you do your deeds?
and if he should answer sincerely
he would say nothing but: I do them that I may do them.
The present moment is the window through which God looks into the house of my life.
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This moment - Who am I in this moment?
Who is it that is looking at me in this moment, at the house of my life?
How is this house of my life, of my self, built?
How stable does it feel today?
How fragile, how mobile?
Can there really only be this one present moment, when the foundation of my life is already so old?
Built by my parents and grandparents, with the mortar of the karma of many lives before this one.
How crooked some of the walls of my house are built, how many dark cellar vaults are hidden in the depths of the foundations?
And windows in all directions, openings of light in all sizes, all of which seem to call out one thing: ‘Let light into this life. Illuminate it with your bright clarity!’
God is looking into the house of my life!
Now, in this present moment.
I open the windows of my soul and let in light and air.
Light and breath,
life and clarity,
all that is me
all that is God,
in this one moment.
And now the words ‘I live to live’ and ‘Life springs forth from its own’ seem to me to be true.
At first I find them too simple, almost provocatively undifferentiated.
But in a very present moment, in which breath, clarity and light are actually present in my soul, I understand: this life lives out of itself, is meaningful and right.
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