– What kind of demons have been let loose upon human­ity? – enquired the dis­ciple.

– Why, do you feel there are demons? Of course, you know the answer your­self: things exist for you only if you believe in them. It is also said that whatever you can­not form an emo­tion­al bond with does not exist for you at all…

– Well then, is man homo sapi­ens or homo emo­tional­is? – his voice had a demand­ing ring.

– A blend of the two, but more an emo­tion­al being, we are agreed. To return to the demons, let me remind you of the pretas. These are the corpse-demons of the Tibetan tra­di­tion. They can be recog­nised above all by their feet, which point back­wards. Think: what tracks do they leave behind them? If you had to search out their tracks…

– I am try­ing to pic­ture it, but the images get jumbled in my mind.

– Yes, the tracks line up one after anoth­er, and they plainly go for­wards, and yet it is as if they were mov­ing back­wards. Con­fus­ing, but such is illu­sion. Indeed, man today seems to be like this too: he goes for­wards, and all the while it is as if he were mov­ing back­wards, though one fears it is not to the source that he is find­ing his way back.

– And why is their name so ter­rible: corpse-demon?

– A demon arouses fear. Death arouses fear too. In other words, death is – a demon. And who would wish to whirl as a skel­et­on in the fren­zied ring-dance of dam­na­tion? But this is illu­sion – there is no passing away. And so there are no corpse-demons either. Or rather, there are after all – some­times a liv­ing soul gets caught in such a ter­rible form of exist­ence. It is a trap.

– And how can it be avoided?

– No need to fall into it… But if it has already happened, well, it has happened: redemp­tion is the demon's worry. But you can avoid it. If you put on a black cloak, it wards off evil spir­its, and a white shirt blesses you with peace of soul. Black and white…

– Is there no need for any other col­our?

– Red gives power over oth­ers, and yel­low brings abund­ance. But against demons – well, dis­pelling illu­sion works best. They breed in the shad­ows. Dis­pel the thin film of illu­sion, and they cease to exist. With the loss of illu­sion, fear ceases, but so does the attrac­tion to mat­ter. Dis­pel the illu­sion, the magic ceases…

– But then you are no longer speak­ing only of demons, am I right?

– You are. But wheth­er you struggle with demons or with oth­ers, you must know that there are four known means to vic­tory. The first is com­prom­ise. The best battle is the one that never even begins. If agree­ment can­not be reached, then the oppon­ent must be won over. In most cases a gift helps – this is not bribery, but win­ning the other side's good­will. If even this is not pos­sible, then try to divide his atten­tion. If you can sow doubt in him, or dis­tract him, you have already won. But if even this is not pos­sible, then noth­ing remains but the use of force, be it pun­ish­ment or open com­bat. But the deed is thought's flawed product…

– Let me put the ques­tion once more: are there demons, then, or are there not?

– Both yes and no. Viol­ence, intox­ic­a­tion, the desire for altered con­scious­ness are all demons let loose upon man. A ghost is not only a knock­ing spir­it dressed in a white sheet, but also a will-o'-the-wisp that lures man with prom­ises of every good thing, and then makes him a slave. Drink, nar­cot­ics, addic­tions – we know them. But the outer demons are dwarfed by the inner ones: fear, panic, hor­ror, or, most dan­ger­ous of all, malice.

– And if I crumple my fears into paper balls and throw them away?

– Not a bad solu­tion. As I said, they breed in the gloom. Cre­ate light, and they van­ish. Things must be seen in their true col­ours, just as they are. And demons there are none. There are none even if they exist.