My Fast Is A Matter

The Wind Of God's Grace Is Incessantly Blowing. Lazy Sailors On The Sea Of Life Do Not Take Advantage Of It. But The Active And Strong Always Keep The Sails Of Their Minds Unfurled To Catch The Favorable Winds And Thus Reach Their Destination Very Soon.

I Am A Poor Mendicant. My Earthly Possessions Consist Of Six Spinning Wheels, Prison Dishes, A Can Of Goat's Milk, Six Homespun Loincloths And Towels And My Reputation, Which Cannot Be Worth Much.

... We Have To Learn To Use That Force (love) Among All That Lives, And In The Use Of It Consists Our Knowledge Of God. Where There Is Love There Is Life; Hatred Leads To Destruction.

What You Feel And How You React To Something Is Always Up To You. There May Be A "normal" Or A Common Way To React To Different Things. But That's Mostly Just All It Is.

There Is No Road To Freedom, Freedom Is The Road.