Doves live in joy with each other
but within themselves in a world of illusion,
which haunts them.
But man lives in a world of illusion with each other
and within himself a lonely reality,
which haunts him.
The time has come, when two unite reality with each other,
which they carry within themselves
and it will give birth to the joy of two white doves,
which no one will ever take away.
Jesus’s sacrifice
is the only real fundamental foundation for man,
that concerns every single one of us.
Everything else is just a path of passing,
which is vanishing in time,
even if proclaimed a deity of the third eye.
Therefore, do not bet on the pearl necklaces of life,
for when the thread breaks,
you will instantly fall apart.
When you wake up in the morning,
only your image awakes,
but deep within you are still sleeping.
If there is no one to awaken your image,
you alone search for the paths of your own image
in the daytime nightmares.
But until you lie there where you sleep quietly within yourself,
you cannot get up and wake anyone up
and no one can get to you
to wake you up.
The streams do not scream “Where to?”,
they only trickle silently in the riverbeds,
flow into rivers, oceans,
and the evaporate into white clouds
which water the streams.
Only a man with a man breaks the spears in trenched riverbeds
and honors coexistences in firm faith in the power of his image,
while only the storms past his will
lead his way across the barriers ahead.
But he would run in the riverbeds of God
if he was only a passenger who trickles in the traveling riverbeds
and not a reservoir of a foreign well,
which he consolidates with amendments day by day,
to prevail with his image there over the oceans…
When time turns,
he will become an everlasting amendment,
without a human being.
The only real power of life is powerlessness.
It is only through it that closeness is woven
from silk threads endless distances within ourselves.
It is one and only which brings birds
from the echoes of the ancient times
back to the skies.
Man, do not search for smallness out there on the horizons,
you are small in your essence.
Do not search for the clear waters of life out in the high mountains,
they themselves will flow from all directions into your valley
when in your smallness you will erase the word death.
Only human is the law of eternity
but at the same time the only one in the deception of his own existence,
which limits the existence of eternal lawfulness.
And long is the human’s way
until he abandons all own laws the floating balloon,
to land on solid ground.
But man bets on the world of colourful balloons,
and yet within himself, everyone knows well that he is only hovering
and only the awareness in front of him allows him to release air
and land.
Life is a move
and the human the only one in the temptation of this move.
But the one who is, is Nobody in the human
and is waiting for the human to give him a name.
If you are a traveler of endless fields,
you carry the first step within yourself.
And if you subtract the steps of the steps,
in your last step you will step into your first step
and you will know within yourself, that you are!
The greatest deception of man is the future,
which he attributes to reality and dresses in front of it
like a bride for a groom.
And yet, regardless of whether
he dresses conscientiously or carelessly,
he has succumbed before the authority of an unknown future
and does everything – whether in peace or in panic – in vain,
for the future is not the law of man,
but man is the law of the future.
If you were to shout into the future, “When will the world end?”
the echo of the future would scream back from all directions with your voice:
“When will the world end?”
And if you shouted, “I have been waiting for you for millennia!”,
the response would say, “I have been waiting for you for millennia!”
Therefore, until you do not become an echo of life yourself,
you rule over yourself with your own echoes.
But do not be afraid,
in your essence you are an echo.
The Spirit of Truth