| 860) |
The tiniest form contains all of them. The unexpressed word is the Word. The smallest amount of time is Infinite. The space that surrounds form is Void. It is shut inside “the final part” of each being, which is called the Soul. |
| 861) |
Desiring a life of gain and pleasure, they experience the most external part. In the squalor of their lives, they lose the Way. |
| 862) |
Forms exhibit their one truth to the Soul. The oneness of duality, their transparency in time. Eternity is the thickness of the invisible. |
| 863) |
Every form obligates whoever permeates it to be subjected to its elements, while “seeking” the transparency of an Unconditional Love. |
| 864) |
The light of a candle radiates from a point into every direction. The wind obscures it, time consumes it. It is the same as the light of the sun. Beyond the Soul, the Darkness has Its Light, the source of infinite lights. No one can obscure It. |
| 865) |
The Soul, silently awaiting your beginning in the Way, induces you to cover yourself with all the form you may desire. It awaits you at the final part of the path, aware of your eternity and of the Infinite Threshold. Every moment of your existence is the “final part” of the path. |
| 866) |
You will lack nothing if, freeing yourself, you give the Love that you possess, using the clarity of speech which derives from it. |
| 867) |
To chase after life is to remain at a standstill in the Way. To immerge oneself in illusion is to delight in nothing and lose the Void. To believe in form is to live like dust in the wind, dead to your eternal nature. Immobile, observe your Eternal Nature. The game of Divine Freedom. |
| 868) |
The sentient being is the temple. Those who place stones, fairy tales, iron and sticks in the false sack create holy books out of them. They chain themselves to rules, dogmas, morals and rituals. In this way, they construct external temples and lose sight of the light of their own flame. |
| 869) |
The form which has been used is united with the universe, but the game lies outside, in the “final part” of the journey. Their bars are dismantled and become branches of the infinite tree, where one can rest and look at all the Love and beyond every conceivable… beyond. |