by Ștefan Bolea
You are from this world, not from above, not from below. Here and now, you are experiencing your salvation, your damnation, or both.
What I have doesn’t come from me.
You can knock at the door, but she opens by herself.
Symbols get you in the vicinity of the door.
The pang of death will open the door.
Keep your foot on the break if you manipulate it!
Enter in your id – wake up your dream!
You don’t want to lie, but you must keep secrets.
You are Nothing without It.
Things disclose themselves instantly when one is awake. Are you awake?
Do you think it was easy for Jesus on via dolorosa? Stop your mind and watch.
See you yourself in the Other, even in the leper! You are the leper!
Immanence again – or here and now.
You must pass through the gates.
You have always been in the Garden. The Banishment was only the Demiurge’s setup. You are You, and have never been anyone else.
When we express ourselves wrongly, the Garden eludes us.
When you perceive with the mind, you understand laser. When you do so with the heart, you understand tear.
Descend low enough and you reach the top.
Your complexes are ladders,
your defenses – keys,
your fears – tools.