| 890) |
The Origin of being is the eternal path of Non-Being. Form and illusory marvels meet. This, due to Love, as its nature is freedom. They form creatures which in the Maternal Absolute have been, are and will be. Love is dispersed in the universe where the forgotten undying Origin is found. |
| 891) |
All Things tend to the immutable Truth that no one can change. Fools can change form and illusions, and turn them into ropes. These ropes can strangle them. They will place the blame for this on others. |
| 892) |
Each form is proportional to the atoms which it contains, every definition is illusion which does not define. The enormous movement is contained in the Total Immobility. That which contains is contained. No one can grasp the Total Immobility without letting go of the mind and going beyond. To seek within means to go out, to go out means to fall into it. |
| 893) |
What enters you is already within you. You construe and create false identities in place of the true components of the sentient being. They will flee from the revision of memory which takes place after your first real meditation. Let it in and let it out, without separating yourself from the One. The false identities within sentient beings cry out to exist. |
| 894) |
Every mountain tends to the sea, every form tends to the conscious being. Pass through the universe and remain in the memory of those who are aware. They do not conserve thoughts but tend to the Essence, so subtle that it is the memory of the universe. |
| 895) |
At the beginning, one is moved by the universe and its laws. But the observer still does not marvel at his own self; the only being that is both content and container. |
| 896) |
You will contain all form both as mother and father when, abandoning your selves in the world of form, you have the courage of Love. |
| 897) |
Each cord that binds sentient beings binds the universe to its content. It is the task of free men to untie the knots. Responsible for the slaveholders, they must free the entire universe. |
| 898) |
The flavor of the universe is created by the positions of form, decided by sentient beings. The poison of hate, the sweetness of love, the bitterness of suffering, the nectar of the Absolute – all together tend to zero. Proceed. |
| 899) |
The organization of a universe determines the organization of the next universe, now invisible. Your path always lies between one footprint and another. You, in the Center, tend to the Stillness. |