No one has ever been addicted
to anything but to himself
in the house of his own reflection.
But He is waiting for you here and now,
invisible within your body.
No one has ever been addicted
to anything but to himself
in the house of his own reflection.
But He is waiting for you here and now,
invisible within your body.
Whoever falls into himself
will never get out,
for he has played chess with his infinity.
In your own moment you are the past.
How will the moment rise out of a moment
if you have denied your own moment?
How will you be born
if you are not in the moment
that comes out of a moment into your moment?
Therefore, leave the flock of birds of moments
rushing after their moments
across the virtual sky.
The mystery of the last act
is unimaginable.
And the force in it zero.
Just a moment and you are gone,
if you were in the mirror.
Just a moment and you are here,
if you were no longer in the mirror.
But you were the mirror yourself.
And you will know this
when moment falls into the moment.
There is only one darkness,
an everything else is just an illegal construction,
which time returns back to darkness.
Only he who has accepted his essence,
the foundation of the exact measure,
is a constant:
“The darkness in me
and I in the darkness
in the world of illegal construction.”
Do you know how many suns
have already shone without measure
on the line of eternity of darkness?
Do not be among them,
lest you fade into the abyss of darkness.
It is enough to be what you are,
without yourself,
so that the bird inside you can build its nest.
But the time of ghosts is now upon us.
Is there anyone anywhere
in whom bird still chirps?
You are a prisoner of all the states
that you carry within yourself like petals
and pluck them from the flowers of your echo
with “yes” or “no”.
And when you pluck the last one from yourself,
you are the plucked flower.
But if you have let everything live,
the flower fields of your life would blossom.
And you would know
where the sun rises
and where the waters come from.
The ancient scriptures speak of the three days of darkness.
And yet three lights burn in the nature of creation,
a reflection of a reflection of a mysterious reflection.
When a boy finds among the girls a girl
of his mysterious reflection,
the light inside of him extinguishes
and lights up in the girl.
And when the girl conceives,
the boy’s light in the girl extinguishes
and lights up in the conceived one.
And when the day of the birth comes,
the light of his conception into this world
extinguishes for the last time.
If he has extinguished his light three times,
he will rise three times
into the eternal light of the born.
But if he withheld his light three times,
he will fall three times
into eternal darkness.
This world is a video
guided by a mirror
with the invisible hand
of the law of reflection.
Only human
is a prism of his own reflection.
Woe betide you
if you are only the one
who turns his mirror within the God’s mirror
for everyone else’s mirroring.
And blessed are you,
if you are but a mirror that sinks into the mirror,
for the confirmed laws of life
will restore your feet
and you will walk on eternal waters.
If the Lord made a man,
let the man not make a beast,
but a lord,
so that he will find shelter,
because lord to a lord is the Lord
and not a beast.
But when the Lord,
who walks in you before he is,
is manifested,
he will drive away all the beasts
into the abyss of time.
But the time is here,
if you wear spring in your eyes
and see the time of frost.
Only those doors
that open themselves in front of you
like a trap
close invisibly behind you.
So, do not enter
where your heart does not lead you,
because behind this door
there is another door
that takes away your soul and body.
Just be the one who is leaving,
because behind the door of your heart
there is another door
that will return your soul and body,
to you, a wandering exile in this world.