You walk through this world,
which is turning into dust,
and you are leaving footsteps in this dust
as someone “normal”,
but you do not know that you yourself
are the dust of an abnormal world.
But within you
sleep the horizons of the normal world,
which you persecute
in the name of your dust.
You only lived an idea of yourself
and valued it as life.
You only fought for the world of your imagination,
but you did not know how to fly to the south
like a bird in the cold.
But when the lights of imaginative world go out,
so will yours,
if you did not bear the wings of the darkness of the north
to be able to fly to the south.
It is said,
“Not every one of us will die,
but we will all be changed”.
You were loved by Someone,
but you were vain,
and only admired your face
on the surface of his waters.
But when the waters of reversed time run dry,
He will only be vain through you
and you through him an eternally unrequited love.
What will you say then?!
You, full of yourself
yet without your own waters.
The time has come,
when, on the mirror wall
of the reverse time of your room,
your clock running in the counter-clockwise direction
will run out to a stop.
But you are the one who acted according to it.
How will you get up and go
if you have not allowed and acted
according to the invisible clock of everyone else
that runs within you in the clockwise direction
from here to eternity?
For it is said,
“It must be that evil comes”,
so that the reverse time of individuals
runs out to the absurd
“but woe to that person through whom it comes!”.
Everyone is the debtor of the debt in front of him,
and when someone no longer demands repayment from him,
the debt traps him into his own trap
of another’s debt demanded by him.
All that unknowingly flows in you
is debt,
and when you settle it in fragments,
you know about the joy
like the water in the basins
that senses the oceans.
You know about the worlds of events and their laws
after they happen,
but you do not know about the world of equivalent laws
that happen before the events
according to the same rule.
Therefore, give up your own identity,
so that authority does not reign over you,
but that the identity of living life approaches you,
because time is overflowing the cup of laws
into a direct proportion.
And the king of the future
is becoming the law of the past,
which reigned at the expense of the future
until the wind swept it away
like a grain in a wheat field.
Hidden to yourself, visible to the Lord,
but what will you do
when you are visible to yourself
and hidden to the Lord.
Will anyone still know about you?!
You are a sub-tenant
of the addresses of your life,
even if only here and now.
And where can the traveller of eternity find you
if you are never at home?
The laws of life
that are under you
are not unjust.
You are writing them above yourself
with your own name,
and they fall like manna from heaven
without a name under your feet,
and they rule over you with your oath.
Therefore, be righteous,
lest the abyss and the darkness of the fading sky
rule over you,
for the day of the oath is coming.
You are just a variant
in a world of variants.
And as long as you search for your variant,
you are bound by magnetism
in an orbit without end and beginning.
But in you, the original is waiting for the first variant.
Therefore, abandon the variants
of the shell of the shell of the foreign dictate
and surrender to the spirit of the living life –
the sprouting core of his beginning.
And you will live,
because now you are only dreaming
in a foreign dream
and tracing the eternal end of your beginning.
The Spirit of Truth