There is only a dot left in you,
because the world of worlds has broken apart.
Do not chase the dots with your dot,
but accept them
so that your dot will open its hands.
Blindness of the third sight
In ignorance you fought within yourself
for existence,
but in knowledge in front of yourself
for a place in the game of your life,
even though you knew from the first sight
that it was only an apparition
and that it was not you,
but only the blindness of the third sight
to everyone else.
But when the third sees you from the first sight,
you will know that you have only betrayed your existence.
If you did not see the first time
If you did not see the first time,
you will not see the second time,
nor the third time.
But everyone who watched, saw.
And yet, were only your eyes watching,
or you too,
so that you could give birth to the seen within you?
He is waiting for you here and now
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
Whoever falls into himself
will never get out,
for he has played chess with his infinity.
Moment out of a moment
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
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.
The foundation of the exact measure
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?
The flower fields of your life
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.
Three days of darkness
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.
The Spirit of Truth 