The Spirit of Truth

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 eternity of your life has exposed itself
and it is shining stronger day by day.
And as it becomes stronger than the darkness of your presence,
it will guide you past your will.

Only directness is alive and real.

Blessed is the man who in the time of indirect perception
is capable of devotion to respectfulness,
for he will prevail before the first infinite sensation of immediacy,
while the one who lived conclusions
will only go mad.

For your will, common sense is enough,
for in the present time in which the circle does no longer exist
and only a point is left of it,
the message of the virus is the virus itself.

Therefore, do not open!

And fear not, for no one will take your point away,
as it is gathered only out of your paths
and you are chosen out of its like paths through a forest.
And even though it seems that the path is gone,
you will be following the paths of your life for the first time,
where everything buds and everything lives
like the tails of little puppies.

Man of this time carries within himself
the center point of the perfect counterpoint,
which he can use as the starting point of his will.
And with the power of this will, he can turn his states around
as if turning a ball inside out
and nothing and no one can take this away from him.

Man of earlier ages
was dependent on the circle around him,
but the point inside of him was too weak,
to turn him around completely.
And only firm faith could help him.

But now your will is enough,
and it is all at your disposal.