I was just thinking, what is the proper response when we face
something ugly, such as some postings on this newsgroup? I mean, if
you read it, it has the effect of wallowing in mud, it gradually
contaminates your thoughts and feelings and you pick up some of
that... until you completely lose yourself in this ugliness.

Responding to it makes no sense - I sometimes attempt to turn this
stuff into weird humor, which is the best thing I can think of, but it
still leaves a bitter taste. 

Leaving this sphere altogether seems like the answer. The beauty. I
was just listening to the finale of the Tubular Bells (the part just
before Sailor's Hornpipe), and Ommadawn. The sheer beauty of the music
almost made me cry - in fact, it does now - because it reminds me of
all the things that don't exist in the world of limited minds and
ignorant hatred. The gentleness, purity. Human heart has the vast
potential... it can produce incredible beauty, like nothing else in
this world. Nothing in this world can touch Mike Oldfield's music; he
is actually a proof that there is God, because nothing else can
explain this beauty. Not even the flowers in the sunshine, not even
the sunset... but this music, yes. It makes me remember things I
shouldn't remember, because they are too beautiful.

It doesn't matter that this world also contains incredible ugliness,
which is the proof of the existence of hell. Because, in this mixture,
there is also heaven.

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