{"id":9111,"date":"2015-01-14T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2015-01-13T22:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/miekemosmuller.com\/blog\/about-the-evil\/"},"modified":"2015-01-14T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2015-01-13T22:00:00","slug":"about-the-evil","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/miekemosmuller.com\/en\/blog\/about-the-evil\/","title":{"rendered":"About the Evil"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Directly after the 6. of January the Light was darkened by the events in Paris. These generate questions about the nature of evil. I quote from the Mystery Plays of Rudolf Steiner, the second play, ninth scene.<\/h2>\n

The woodland meadow,\u00a0 Joseph Keane, Dame Keane, their daughter Bertha<\/p>\n

Bertha:
Dear mother, I so long to hear the tale
Cecilia often spoke of years ago.
Thou dost know all those fairy-tales to tell
Which father brings back with him from the knights
When he comes home, and which with greatest joy
So many friends are always glad to hear.<\/p>\n

Keane:
The soul can find real treasure in those tales.
The gifts which on the spirit they confer
Decay not with the body in the grave,
But bear their fruits in later lives on earth.
Darkly, as through a glass, we glimpse their truth;
And from such darkened sight, our souls can win
Knowledge to serve our needs in daily life.
If only folk could realize the store
Of precious gifts our knights have to bestow
Cecilia and Thomas have, alas,
Deaf ears at present for such things as these;
Since they draw wisdom from another source.<\/p>\n

Bertha:
To-day I fain would listen to that tale
Which tells about the Evil and the Good.<\/p>\n

Dame Keane:
Right gladly will I tell it thee; attend.
Once on a time there lived a man who spent
Much time in puzzling over cosmic truths.
That which tormented his poor brain the most
Was, how to learn of Evil’s origin;
And to that question he could not reply.
The world was made by God, so he would say,
And God can only have in him the Good.
How then doth Evil spring from out the Good?
Time and again he puzzled over this,
But could not find the answer that he sought.
Now it befell that on a certain day
This seeker on his travels passed a tree
That was engaged in converse with an axe.
Unto the tree the axe did speak these words:
\u2018That which thou canst not do I can achieve,
I can fell thee; but thou canst not fell me.\u2019
Unto the vain axe thus the tree replied:
\u2018’Twas but a year ago a man did cleave
The very wood of which thine haft is made
Out of my body with another axe.\u2019
And when the man had listened to these words
A thought was straightway born within his soul
Which he could not set clearly down in words,
But which completely answered his demand:
How Evil could originate from Good.<\/p>\n

Keane:
Think on this story, daughter, and thou’lt see,
How contemplating nature’s mysteries
May form fresh knowledge in a human head.
I know how many things I can make clear
Unto myself by spinning out in thought
The tales by which the knights enlighten us.<\/p>\n

Bertha:
I know I am a simple little thing,
Without ability to understand
The learned words which clever people use
In setting forth the science they profess.
I have no taste for matters of that kind.
Whenever Thomas tells us of his work
I nearly fall asleep. But I could spend
Unnumbered hours in listening to the tales
Which father brings back home on his return
From visiting the castle, and wherewith
He often weaves a story of his own
As he recounts them to us hour on hour.
(Exeunt.)<\/p>\n

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Wodansoaks in Wolfheze (1849 van J.J.Cremer).About the Evil by Mieke Mosmuller<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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