This appears as darkness.

Darkness within darkness.

The gate to all mystery.

Hear, O my son, and receive my sayings, and learn the wonders of God. For, on a certain night, when I laid me down to sleep, I called upon that most holy name of God, IAH, and prayed for the ineffable wisdom, and when I was beginning to close mine eyes, the angel of the Lord, even Homadiel, appeared unto me, spake many things courteously unto me, ( Read more... )

The Kiss of the Sun for Guidance
The Song of the Birds for Mirth
One is Nearer Gods' Heart in a Garden
Then Anywhere else on Earth


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Abstraction today is no longer that of the map, the double, the mirror or the concept. Simulation is no longer that of a territory, a referential being or a substance. It is the generation by models of a real without origin or reality: a hyperreal. The territory no longer precedes the map, nor survives it. Henceforth, it is the map that precedes ( Read more... )

If we want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out.
To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.
Mother TeresaThen said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love ( Read more... )

LOVE is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.

by Emily Dickinson

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"Through love we steal from the time that kills us a few hours which we turn now into paradise and not into hell. In both ways time expands and ceases to be a measure. Beyond happiness and unhappiness, though it is both things, love is intensity: it does not give us eternity but life, that second in which the doors of time and space open just a ( Read more... )

Heavenly Grass ( Read more... )

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