| 680) |
The narrowest path, the widest road… are nothing, because they can be traveled. The greatest truths, said or unsaid, are nothing, because they can be pronounced. That is illusion and form. How can they represent the Soul’s Silent Eternal Cry of Love? |
| 681) |
Absolute Reality cannot be thought of, invented, or constructed upon opposites of being and non being. |
| 682) |
Cry of Love; empty, it receives you fully. Full, it leads you into the Void. Always present, it annuls the past and leads you into the future. |
| 683) |
You, Cry of Love, will find eyes that do not pass away. Infinite stars will die out, but there you will see, you will know and you will vibrate for eternity. |
| 684) |
You, Cry of Love. The eternity of an Eternal Being. Death of the Only Solitude. Life of what lives forever. The beginning of what exists without end. |
| 685) |
You, Cry of Love. Truth without meaning. Stories which will disappear. Fable of an Eternal Existence. One Meaning for infinite words. |
| 686) |
You, Cry of Love, do not believe in the noise of words. Silence! For Love! The darkness of sentient beings is light to some eyes. Moments experienced are Eternity to the Lovers of God, within the Absolute. |
| 687) |
Those who do not believe in the profound Cry of Love prefer to ignore “Spiritual matters” and “matters of the Soul.” They do not find them “interesting,” unlike the games they use to maintain their clouded minds. |
| 688) |
A lot of chaos seems to be a lot of life. But chaos is violence, hate, enemies. A lot of quiet seems to be little life, but it is love, peace, friends. Those who confound these things are mad. They increasingly lose the Way. The task of the awakened is not to confound sentient beings. This is due to the Eternal Cry of Silence. |
| 689) |
In infinite universes, forms, sounds, gestures of love. Marvelous game of the artistic creatures of the Creator. But remember, the form that most represents Love is the one you possess in every moment. You call it your “self.” Your Universal Soul is the last of your selves that you must come to know. Go on. |