| 620) |
Winds of words twist around the mountains of the mind, conductors of clouds which rain down on the slopes, awareness of the Way, foundation of life. Apparent chaos and discordances run to the sea, separated beings. The essence is already united with the sea. Who could ever separate the earth from Its Knowledge? The sentient being from Its Infinity? All things already lie within us. |
| 621) |
Even if duality is generated from a point, and proceeds in infinite directions, it is directed towards Stillness. From there, it begins again by generating itself from a point. |
| 622) |
On the side of the Absolute, only one Gate for the infinite beings. Emitted and immersed in form but looking out onto He who always contains us. Infinite sentient beings originate from the One source. We reunite in the Absolute through contemplation. Remember this! |
| 623) |
Certainties about the Creator, the Soul, duality, enlightenment, Realization. But, due to freedom, uncertainty presents itself. It stimulates you to improve what has never separated itself and will never be separated. |
| 624) |
Through duality, he only knows the point of contact of the Soul and the separation. It is from there that he wanders in the created and the non-created. |
| 625) |
Finally reunited at the moment of the beginning. The end, for a new beginning. |
| 626) |
No place is different from another for those who truly love. The Soul is the point of departure and the point of arrival in the game of illusion and form and in the Game of God. |
| 627) |
Sometimes it seems Real, sometimes illusory: the diversity between form and void, man and woman. Sometimes, no constructed meaning is similar to no meaning. Sometimes… |
| 628) |
What perfection. A Point which, by becoming form, expresses its immense energy through a minuscule creature. |
| 629) |
Sentient beings, eternally alive and eternally living in God. Apparently lost in countless points, now reunited eternally through Love, even in form, in illusion, in duality. |