Author Archives: spiritusveritatis

Everything that is coming closer will be coming closer foreverand everything that is going away will be going away foreverbehind the last curve of this world. And you only an addressee,to whom the sky will write out his nameor an eternal sky without a title.

Someone is the letter Aand someone master of the alphabet. Day by day A is getting smaller among the masters of the alphabet and the day will comewhen the last hour will ring to the masters of the alphabet,while A will quietly rise into the world of the word.

The world of manwoven from one thread of objective lawsas a subjective realityis ending. Everything that is woven,will be torn from the last loopinto one thread for all othersand that is youhere and now. And thread by thread will be woveninto the law of eternity.Only for itself your own threadwill no longer be able toContinue reading “The fabric of eternity”

Presence is one,only man one to another two inside of it,but he who does not leave his ownis falling into the bottomless third.

You were experiencing the world of the littleand inside of it dreamed of the world of the greatand walked the long, long dusty path of this world.But where you sat down, the dream passedand the breeze of the heart of the little world woke you quietly. You were experiencing the world of the greatand insideContinue reading “Traveller of long dusty paths”

Presence is the universal selfin which you only dreamed of yourself,righteously subordinated in front of everythingor unjustly raised above everything. But the thread of the spiritwith which you intertwinedor unfolded your dreamsis a thread in the bond of foreignnesswithin the vertical wall of your ownnessuntil it unfolds. From here onyou will walk as your ownContinue reading “In the vertical wall of your ownness”

He who rushes,rushes from light into the darkness.For him who is stoppingout of the mists in front of himviews and paths are clearing. Fertilization of the present is universal,while stopping is individual.This is why in this world you are universaland in the other an individuum.

Spirit is the human’s unconscious partlike the soil you plantthe plants of your silent consciousness in. Be a merciful gardener,so that in their timeyour plants will grow to the skyand that your field will not be outgrownby the weeds and thornsof foreign consciousness inside of you.

You live in a neutral presentthe only one still unfertilized,the undissolved reality,which is unfolding in front of youas a random fan of the growth of the futureand is closing behind youas lawful dying into the past. Woe, if time will end up behind youas your spindle unwindsand you will become a prisonerof the lawful demiseContinue reading “As your spindle unwinds”

Remember,when freedom comesand you will no longer be trapped in virtuality,you will be free only without your name,for your own namewill only twist you into your own circle.