You live inside a crossed gap
of the future and the past
as the left and the right
of the uncrossed present.
But you choose the side
and your delay of the redemption that follows.
You live inside a crossed gap
of the future and the past
as the left and the right
of the uncrossed present.
But you choose the side
and your delay of the redemption that follows.
One can only be sure of himself
or of what is inside of him.
Everything else
is only a mediation of his own certainty,
which does not exist.
Everyone is
and will become only what he is,
because there is no world to enter,
out of which one could exit.
We live in the arc of Adam’s rib of beginning and end,
which dictates the logic of everyday life
as a cage for the birds of the sky.
Someone is inside the cage of someone who is dreaming of heaven,
someone inside the cage of the heavens above him,
and someone inside the cage of his own palms.
But the spirit blows where it wants to
from the eternal circle without beginning and end
and comes to life only where two join into a circle.
You are not a whole,
but only a link in the chain of some whole.
And if you are missing as a link,
the chain of your life is halved
and the power of life inside of you
is just an asymmetrical mystery of mirrors.
But all around you common sense,
waiting for you.
You are a consequence, before you are,
but you walk around as a cause from somewhere.
But the essence is in others, not in you.
Somewhere you will be spit out,
and somewhere you will be accepted.
You are always in contact either with the known in front of you
or with the unknown inside of you,
and you only make pair with one of them
until the day it matures in your pair
and falls like an apple from a black-and-white tree
into the chosen world.
And the unknown will enter through your door
in front of your face as an eternal known,
for you were the gatekeeper of its eternity.
And the known will enter through your door
into the eternal world of the unknown,
for you were the gatekeeper of its eternity.
Don’t play chess
on the black-and-white field of your life,
with the human inside you,
but let the human inside of you
plays out his part with your hands,
so that you won’t become
a black-and-white field of eternal kamikaze.
Everything from a drop to space
is rounding in itself –
from the opposite within its opposite –
and is passing into the opposite.
For eternity is the opposite
and blessed is he,
who accepts it – he
will rise from the opposite.
The only unknown of creation
is knowledge which eternally exists before the thought
and the thought never catches up with it.
And the only temptation is the thought
which thinks it can overtake any knowledge
and arrange it on its own.
Only wisdom
is laying into knowledge without own thoughts.
Do not demand of anyone
to stand before your face as he is,
if you can stand before his face as you are.
But woe to him,
who cannot do that
for before your face
he will instantly lose his eyes, his face and his body
within the pure spirit of life through you.