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Our Bodily Eye Findeth Never An End, But Is Vanquished By The Immensity Of Space.

When We Consider The Being And Substance Of That Universe In Which We Are Immutably Set, We Shall Discover That Neither We Ourselves Nor Any Substance Doth Suffer Death. For Nothing Is In Fact Diminished In Its Substance, But All Things, Wandering Through Infinite Space, Undergo Change Of Aspect.

In This Infinite Space Is Placed Our Universe (whether By Chance, By Necessity, Or By Providence I Do Not Now Consider).

Desire Urges Me On, While Fear Bridals Me.

I Understand Being In All And Over All, As There Is Nothing Without Participation In Being, And There Is No Being Without Essence. Thus Nothing Can Be Free Of The Divine Presence.