Versicles

I crouched in the middle of your path. I vouched your existence. Stumbling stone – right pain in a wrong foot; your freedom is lame. I am the iron stick pointing at myself – crouching silence in the midst of you.

Nothing is not. But Without Me, NOTHING IS. I Am through Whom Nothing is not. I Am through Whom The Whole IS. But I Am not “me”. I Am We. We is in Me, and I Am in We. We Are is I Am. In Me are The Mother and Read more…

666

Man is living in three of his natures,
The forth one is the truth and the Life.

The forth one is your soul alive.
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