Faith
is like walking with your eyes closed
through a world that does not exist yet.
But when cognition
fills in all the fields of the chessboard,
it opens the eyes to everyone.
And blessed are the believers, for they were walking in
the right direction
before they could enter.
But woe to the creators of this world without a
fundamental foundation,
for their eyes which see will become their own abyss of arbitrariness,
devouring reality,
for behind every blossom a blossom of the Holy Spirit blooms.
