Book: Red book

Woe to those that live examples!
There is no life in them.
If you live in accordance with the examples
you live the life of this example
but who will live your life as you do?
So live for yourself.

Nature is playful and terrible. Some see the playful side, having fun with her and let her Shine. Others see fear and cover their heads and more dead than alive. The path is not between one and the other, but includes both. This joyful game, and chilling horror.

We should not marvel at the fact that people are so separated from each other, are each other to understand that they are creating wars and killing each other. Rather, we should marvel at the fact that people believe that if they are close, understand and love each other. Two things have to open. The first is the endless failure that separates us from each other. Second - the bridge that can connect us. Do you imagine how many unexpected animals can bring human company?

My path is not your path, because I can't teach you. The path within us, not in Gods, not in teachings, and not the law. Inside us the way, the truth and the life.
Woe to those who are living examples! There is no life in them. If you live in accordance with the examples, you live the life of that example, but who will live your life as you do? So live for yourself.
Signposts have fallen, before us lie the unmarked path. Do not be greedy, absorbing the fruits of foreign lands. You know that you are fertile acre, giving birth to all that is good for you?
But who knows that? Who knows the way to the eternally fertile edges of the soul? Are you looking for a way only in appearances, you study books and listen to all kinds of opinions. What good is it?
There is only one way, and that is your way.

There is no more hypocritical whore than the intellect when it replaces the heart.

People grow like plants, some in light, others in shade. There are many who need the shadows and not light.