The Spirit of Truth

Do not sell your face in front of other faces,
because your face is in them and their face is in you,
so you do not end up in contradiction with yourself.

From here to there and from there back here is here and now,
the place of the estuary in a spring or the place of the spring in an estuary
of the reflections in a mirror.

But only the human is the repetition of a repetition
from here to there or from there back,
the spring or the estuary of his conception
on the train of a train passing through reflections.

And the devoted stops and sits in the place of the devoted.

And the devoted stops and sits in the place of the devoted
on the train from there back,
which is stopping through them
and is forcing everyone into a forced stop.

And blessed is everyone who surrenders.

It is not just the dead who are departing into memory.
Even you, although you are still soul and body,
are already a memory in spirit.
Only the soul decides between the spirit and the body,
to whom it will finally dedicate its eternity.

This world is also a body of memory and the memory of a body
to which the soul gives wings.
While it is falling in this time,
it is already rising with the wings of eternity,
like a bird in a nest, dreaming of the south on the border.

You were conceived by the spirit, not by yourself,
and you are leaving by yourself, not by the spirit,
but you yourself decide only to whom you will entrust your soul,
the lamp that illuminates the chosen world forever.

Let your small face fall into the big one
that you carry inside you,
so that you will not kneel before the big face of yours
through others in front of you.

Every coincidence creates lawfulness,
but when lawfulness creates coincidence,
life will be eternal.

Everyone and everything has its present time
like a mirror image,
but only those who are each other’s present time
are real and one in spirit.