The man who exists without the perceptions coming from the soul sense – the man whose pendulum swings in the area of hatred – feels, when he holds a hand in his, only dead flesh. For him it is as if he holds a cadaver in his hands and as a cadaver he also feels himself. The touch disgusts him because he does not feel the unity of souls and his counterpart appears to him only as carrion. He cannot recognize the spark of life in the world and also in himself. From this perception of the world and itself also the contact of the companies with the people results. For them, people are only human capital. Dead human capital. People are to be consumed and their remains are to be disposed of. No sense of community binds the corporations to them. The people are dead means of production, equal to the animals in the fattening plants, from which also only something dead is „produced“.
The man whose pendulum swings outside hatred – the man in whom the soul sense is receptive – feels, when he holds a hand in his, the spark of life. He feels the soul and the life that manifests in this flesh and bone. He feels the unity and the common pulsation – circling – in eternity. For the vast majority of us, the pendulum swings outside of hatred and therefore we feel our counterpart as more than just dead tissue when we see or touch him. We are generally unaware of this because this feeling is so normal for us. However, this feeling does not originate from the technically material analysis of our mind, but is solely based in the working of our soul sense. If he would not always and always work, then life could not exist; because for the mind alone everything what exists is dead. A lifeless mass whose only qualities are that it occupies space and time and that it can be divided and reassembled.
To the one who is in hatred, man means nothing because he sees only the dead body.
To the one who is completely in oneness, man means nothing, because he sees only his soul – detached from its earthly existence.
If we are in the middle, then we recognize the human being and ourselves as human beings. As material appearances filled with the spark of life. As living divine beings.