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Beelzebub’s Tales to His Grandson

An Objectively Impartial Criticism of the Life of Man

Table of Contents

The arousing of thought 1.
Introduction: Why Beelzebub was in our solar system 2.
The cause of the delay in the falling of the ship Karnak 3.
The law of falling 4.
The system of Archangel Hariton 5.
Perpetual motion 6.
Becoming aware of genuine being-duty 7.
The impudent brat Hassein, Beelzebub’s grandson, dares to call men "slugs" 8.
The cause of the genesis of the Moon 9.
Why "men" are not men 10.

Chapter I
Beelzebub's Tales to His Grandson
by G. I. Gurdjieff
The Arousing of Thought

AMONG other convictions formed in my common presence during my responsible, peculiarly composed
life, there is one such also—an indubitable conviction—that always and everywhere on the earth, among
people of every degree of development of understanding and of every form of manifestation of the
factors which engender in their individuality all kinds of ideals, there is acquired the tendency, when
beginning anything new, unfailingly to pronounce aloud or, if not aloud, at least mentally, that definite
utterance understandable to every even quite illiterate person, which in different epochs has been
formulated variously and in our day is formulated in the following words: "In the name of the Father and
of the Son and in the name of the Holy Ghost, Amen."
That is why I now, also, setting forth on this venture quite new for me, namely, authorship, begin by
pronouncing this utterance and moreover pronounce it not only aloud, but even very distinctly and with a
full, as the ancient Toulousites defined it, "wholly-manifested-intonation"—of course with that fullness
which can arise in my entirety only from data already formed and thoroughly rooted in me for such a
manifestation; data which are in general formed in the nature of man, by the way, during his preparatory
age, and later, during his responsible life engender in him the ability for the manifestation of the nature
and vivifyingness of such an intonation.
Having thus begun, I can now be quite at ease, and should even, according to the notions of religious
morality existing among contemporary people, be beyond all doubt assured that everything further in this
new venture of mine will now proceed, as is said, "like a pianola."
In any case I have begun just thus, and as to how the rest will go I can only say meanwhile, as the blind
man once expressed it, "we shall see."
First and foremost, I shall place my own hand, moreover the right one, which—although at the moment it
is slightly injured owing to the misfortune which recently befell me—is nevertheless really my own, and
has never once failed me in all my life, on my heart, of course also my own—but on the inconstancy or
constancy of this part of all my whole I do not find it necessary here to expatiate—and frankly confess
that I myself have personally not the slightest wish to write, but attendant circumstances, quite
independent of me, constrain me to do so—and whether these circumstances arose accidentally or were
created intentionally by extraneous forces, I myself do not yet know. I know only that these
circumstances bid me write not just anything "so-so", as, for instance, something of the kind for reading