And This Is The Best

Humanity Has Been Sleeping-and Still Sleeps-lulled Within The Narrowly Confining Joys Of Its Little Closed Loves. In The Depths Of The Human Multitude There Slumbers An Immense Spiritual Power Which Will Manifest Itself Only When We Have Learnt How To Break Through The Dividing Walls Of Our Egoism And Raise Ourselves Up To An Entirely New Perspective, So That Habitually And In A Practical Fashion We Fix Our Gaze On The Universal Realities.

Since Once Again, O Lord, In The Steppes Of Asia, I Have No Bread, No Wine, No Altar, I Will Raise Myself Above Those Symbols To The Pure Majesty Of Reality, And I Will Offer To You, I, Your Priest, Upon The Altar Of The Entire Earth, The Labor And The Suffering Of The World.

The Task For Us Now, If We Are To Survive, Is To Build The Earth.

Above All, Trust In The Slow Work Of God.

The Whole Life Lies In The Verb Seeing.