| 990) |
The reason that the sentient being, after contemplation without seed, returns again to the universe is the same reason that, after one universe, there is another. An infinite line in a direction is formed by infinite points, each one a universe, each one, a vow. |
| 991) |
On the earth, there are examples of countless universes, apparently unique, apparently in billions of different directions. They are born from fire, become water (the sea), travel in the wind, become sand. All is Countless Transformations. |
| 992) |
Time, in illusion and form, is without beginning and without end. Believe in being and non being, but… in the profundity… echoes of energies, stored in the fullness, stored in the void. And so, everything already is what it is, has been and will be. |
| 993) |
Eyes that look upon the river of the black sky filled with universes, which finally shine in the consciousness of the apparent alien, whose thoughts run ahead in time. |
| 994) |
The bridge between being and non-being, between the impermanent and the permanent, does not lie on anything. It seems to have an end, it seems to lose itself in infinity, yet it leads all sentient beings. Alll travel over it. Those who reach the end discover that they are only at the beginning. Those who joyfully do not put down their feet, do not leave footprints. They do not fear the abyss and love all the movements of the wanderers who, blind, live of the bricks they place their feet on. Those who are free of their selves, the bridge, the shores and the abyss, are surely the Law of the bridge. |
| 995) |
Infinite beginnings in every moment, in the Infinite Creator. But one “Moment,” without time and without space, for He Who never began the creation. No end for what never began. |
| 996) |
There is one energy that connects the universes, it is the Mother of all energies. The Absolute wanted Her to be the “reason” for Love and “adhesive force” of Love. |
| 997) |
While no animal hopes for paradise, but sings a hymn to God with its life, the human “animal,” hoping for paradise, sings a hymn to death with his rituals. |
| 998) |
Neither temples, nor rituals, nor what is sacred, nor what is just, nor religions, sects, demons or errors; nothing which has been invented by man is the Divine Direction. God, Creator of what is just in the heart of sentient beings, has already placed an altar in them, it is the Soul. The temple is the body, the ritual is life, all things are sacred and just in this creation but… those who speak in the name of God are demons, errors, sects, religions. |
| 999) |
I will never speak to you in His name, I only speak in my name. I have only One Witness, that lies beyond my Soul and your Soul. |
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