Life without freedom is like a body without a soul, and freedom without thought is like a confused spirit.
For the soul there is neither birth nor death at any time. He has not come into being, does not come into being, and will not come into being. He is unborn, eternal, ever-existing and primeval. He is not slain when the body is slain.
Move on your path with unflinching determination, using all the attributes of success. Tune yourself with the creative power of spirit.
Pain and joy are like light and darkness; they are two sides of the same medal. They are interdependent and inseparably connected to each other.
O soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.
He who knows his soul knows this truth: “I am beyond everything finite; I now see that the Spirit, alone in a space with its ever-new joy, has expressed itself as the vast body of nature…I am the wisdom and power that sustain all creation.”
One day there will be no borders, no boundaries, no flags and no countries and the only passport will be the heart.
