The Spirit of Truth

…and the doors are opening…
to someone in front…
to someone in back…
but to everyone forever.

Lord, I am not worthy to stand before You,
I, the hodgepodge of this world,
who loved only small bees,
but elsewhere only hid his face.

Fear not, come, for I am only a small bee in front of you,
and when I reveal my face to you,
you will be an eternally happy bee.

Those behind you have crushed you in my name,
now I have opened the door behind them
and when you are no longer among them,
they will be where there is no one left.

Human, you are the seed of the eternal tree,
that was conceived at your birth.

Do not admire and do not love your treetop
in the reflections of your kingdom within you,
so that you do not become a negative of the tree
that started to grow in front of you in this time.

Is it not easy to love while you are inside?
And yet, will you still be able to love outside of yourself
– the conception of your own name –
as the Lord loves you in these last days,
when, whether you want it or not, only you will be outside,
in front of the face of your conception
as the eternal sorrow or joy in the Lord?

Your mind works according to the rule of 360 degrees,
by analysing the three in one
of the accepted feedback
of all the rules of life.

Your soul works according to the rule of 270 degrees,
of two in one
of the accepted feedback.

And your spirit works according to the rule of 225 degrees,
in battle with yourself
according to the rule of the accepted feedback.

And if you still are,
one is dividing you into two and three.

Your soul dreams the dreams of your name.

See that you do not get lost in your dream,
so that you may awaken in the spirit
with your name
when the first and the last calls you.

He was sent by the left hand of God
to this world of the mirror of God,
and in the wilderness he gave up the mirror of his own
within the God’s mirror of all possibilities.

He sweated blood, was crucified,
and on the third day rose from the dead
outside the mirror of the left hand of God
in all those who saw him.

He rose from the dead
into their awareness
past the mirror of the original sin of mortality
of each one of us.

He went to the right hand of God
and is waiting in your mirror
for you to take him onto your side.

And the bird of your birth flew
and sang the songs of the palms of God.

But your palms used the tunes only for your fists.

Only the one who returned his palms into the palms
will fly like a bird to the flock in the south.

Do not live the world within the world
which you master in this world,
not to become an angel of darkness
when your world touches you;
instead of becoming a light in the darkness
of the world to come.