You are before you are,
a tree of a tiny seed
of mother earth given to you.
And if you become
the tree of the tiny seed
of mother earth given to you,
you will live forever.
You are before you are,
a tree of a tiny seed
of mother earth given to you.
And if you become
the tree of the tiny seed
of mother earth given to you,
you will live forever.
The present is unwinding
and quietly and invisibly
man is becoming time itself.
For the coin of captivity into yourself,
which dictates the forms
of the present of this world,
is turning.
Somebody to oneself is leaving
into the world of empty eyes
of eternal distances of the past.
Nobody to oneself is silently lighting
the fires of warmth of eternal future.
The way you see others,
you should also see yourself,
to untie oneness with yourself
so that no one and nothing
could pull you inside anymore
where there is no more room for the soul.
When only
the deaf are ready to listen,
the blind are ready to watch,
and the dead are ready to believe,
then you know
the end is near.
This world will not read
the thoughts that sleep in everyone,
but only its own
that are not, have never been, and never will be.
Man of this world is a tightrope walker,
a ruler of his times,
a wiseman who walks the rope of his own madness.
Blessed are the fools of this world
who are faithfully stepping into foreign times.
Step by step along the rope of wisdom
that unravels into the eternal fields,
while the rope of own madness of this world
is getting thinner and thinner and thinner.
The eye of reality
is awakening in eyes,
which see through your eyes.
On the other hand,
the eyes, which are looking
at the expense of your eye,
are falling into the eye of their own eye.
Woe to the man
who has given the Lord
only the power of a fool,
for a fool will persecute him forever.
And blessed
are the peaceable and the prudent,
for the peaceable Lord
will be their eternal Lord.
Do not jump into
living space of others,
so that you do not end up in your own,
but let your love
expands their spaces,
so that they will be able to enter.
You and your dream
are walking around this world.
You do not know who you are,
only your dream informs you
with signposts along your paths.
But when you start living for your dream,
you tear the signposts on your path down.
Only he ,
who dreamt and stopped dreaming,
only he is, was and will be.