The stock emptiness

Every having is subject to the steadiness of the pacifying will, to the play of the many of immeasurability. The visually experiencing imagines itself to be in the order of possessions. Every direction of action drowns in the sea of pleasing, the show of the position reveals the abundant. The inferiority of faith adds majority to the masses. That emptiness, whose littleness lets the light shine through, praises the [...]

Passion presses wisdom

All desire is dispelled in the attainment of the goal. That hand whose reach is subject to the necessity of all solutions, is the one that is proud of the other's ability. If the turning away from the familiar, far from the receiving modality, there is no getting at all. All having imagines itself to be and become, healing is only formed by the desire of the spirit. The message call is [...]

Turning away from the dark

Everything, lifted into this world as different, seems to renounce joy. Imagining a quiet hour, the word's gloom reveals the apparent heaviness in assumed vision. Every word is subject to judgement, far from the obvious attainment of light. If strength of position demands image, the quiet voice reveals silent revolution. Everything, subjected to the joyful sense, dares [...]

NOTHING gives birth to attitude

The open receiving of a giving taking as well as a taking giving takes place within itself. The better and worse of a past farce extends far away from the praising, the devaluing character. Every stay is desired by that something whose active power is heard in the giving. Explanation of solidified streams of thought burst in wanting, the desire for need lost. Duties the incapacitated gift of her [...]

Disadvantage compensation Internet

If the hour of distance seems to be approaching, the question of time leads to where it should actually go. Discretion's gaze falls on all those insights whose wishes left nothing open. However: NOTHING had happened, in their search they always passed it by. No reception from the Omniscient One allowed any realisation. How could they? [...]

Retired & suddenly dead

This change of a predicted new era seems to be a hot topic, chewed up by everyone. Courage, subject to an increase, demands powers of seeing, where seeing actually happens quite naturally. Every description is dedicated to the joyful narrative, the wonder of the inexperienced brought to the forefront of experience. Described, played with, painted, animated ... what [...]

Gain more insight into life

Does life give you more insight when it is given to you or is death easier to die when life is taken from you? The latter seems to have been lost to man by definition, if we think we can open our eyes and put out feelers ... in the realisation that our knowledge knows nothing. Let's shine the light [...]

Level of the bottomless pit

Every beauty is subject to a resentment whose boundaries undermine the longing for satisfaction. If the different imagines itself to be the other, all firmness gives way to softness, polarised in the unthinkable. The play of the caller gallantly sent, distorts the hearing of the listener. Escaped all the favours of fortune, tempted in the madness of seeking. The one whose word, far from power, transcends the boundaries [...]

Effort of the mind Emptiness

That while, whose length outlasts time, follows the synchronisation of itself. Every nourishing thing, on the trail of the new, sinks into the hope of becoming. Anger's expression submits to that dying, the end's way becomes visible. Detaching itself from the old, unconditionally turning away. Encountering without any justification, we take giving blandly in our hands, [...]

The Creator's sacrifice in the granting

That emergence, whose emergence finds mention of what has been experienced, pays tribute to the incalculable power. Touched by the being's faith strives for the moment's expanse in the favoured seeing. Allowing passage of the experiencer bends the power of the neighbour, guided by the clear round dance. Every voice that is lifted up, beautifies the sound of the world's soul, hidden in the cleft path. The wrath feeds, [...]

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