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 The Father. But I Am…

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.