The Spirit of Truth

No one and nothing lives on their own account
but only through the balance of mutual contents.
On their own account, no one and nothing even exists.
Only balances of mutual contents exist,
which are born on the inside and die on the outside.

Everyone and everything who defends their existence through themselves
collapses the balance at the invisible border of the alphabet of time.
But in this time, the invisible border is falling,
is falling like sand in an hourglass
and the letters of every own alphabet are being deleted.

Therefore, give up all the sentences of your own mission,
so that you will not erase the letters of your life,
but become to others
and the others to you the alphabet of eternal life,
when the last sand grain in the hourglass falls
and the invisible border will no longer be.

Also a beautifully decorated object
is a materialized magnetic field
realized in its beauty
like a saddled horse.

But it is hard
if a wild mustang drags you across the empty prairie…

With the creation of man,
God materialized the magnetic field halfway,
which is the maximum that is possible by mirrors.

And in his world, man is completing
either the other half with his consistency
or the empty prairie with wild mustangs.

Faith is like walking with your eyes closed
through a world that does not exist yet.

But when cognition fills in all the fields of the chessboard,
it opens the eyes to everyone.

And blessed are the believers, for they were walking in the right direction
before they could enter.

But woe to the creators of this world without a fundamental foundation,
for their eyes which see will become their own abyss of arbitrariness,
devouring reality,
for behind every blossom a blossom of the Holy Spirit blooms.

Jesus went to the right hand of God;
he conditioned the eighth beyond
thus overcoming death
of the mirrored eighth of this world.

Now, the eighth beyond is finally completing itself
inside all of us into an entirety based on God, the eighth beyond,
who is no longer mirrored
into a half, a quarter and an eighth.

No one could have foreseen
the journey of the eighth to the eighth beyond,
only Virgin Mary who was sent beforehand through visions.

But she could only be sent beforehand
on the basis of a definitive event,
which will inevitably happen.

Therefore, it is pointless to be foolish for no reason.

Your awareness is conditioned by situations
in which you find yourself
just like in a movie you watch,
but you are not in it.

You alone condition your daydreaming
in thousands of roles as in a movie,
but others are not in it.

Only when you and your sight
will sum up into the summa summarum,
you will see.

Only the present is beyond everything.

Hence, everything appears from it
and everything disappears into it
as the birth and death of everything.
It is the only direct relation,
which allows the appearance of everything.

Every vision or a miracle
is based on the directness of the present,
if a man is immersed deep within it.

But the deepest within it is He,
who is waiting for you.

The time of acceptance has come,
for the last circle is completed
and no one is outside of it anymore.
And She is calling out for prayer,
which unites two in accepting equality in everyone.

Only here you will find Him,
who is in equality with you.
Only here you will feel Him
the way you feel yourself.

The paradox of creation
is the other side of occurrence,
which rules everything, including yourself –
deep within your essence,
as the conductor of the orchestra of your actions.

And you to everyone and everyone to you
are the other side of occurrence
of the accuracy of the measure of every tone.

But in arbitrariness, man is a paradox
at the very edge of the paradox itself,
where Jesus went,
before he went to the Father’s right hand,
to overcome death.

The time is coming
when in the accuracy of the measure,
to each other eternal sun of the front side –
on which you live, but it does not exist yet –
is rising.

Only the arbitrary is a unicorn,
which is completing his horn
inside the paradox of the paradox.

Everyone is a bird inside,
but he doesn’t know it yet
and he will never know.

Only he,
who kills it out of vanity,
will know forever.

There is a world of reflections inside of you,
that you do not know about,
but you feel it through your own deeds.

And there is a world of the earthly mirrors.

Everyone who departs this world,
goes to the world of reflections.
There, he will meet everyone
who have loved him and who he has loved.