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When following God, Zero we never find.

The world is God's salvation.

God is busy and has no time for you.

Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life.

God is a cloud from which rain fell.

In the essence of truth lies deceit.

Arrival in the world is really a departure and that, which we call departure, is only a return.

This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.

To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light.

What we call life is only talk of nature.

Creators of history always play with our impotence and our ignorance.

Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.

For a game, you don__ need a teacher.

Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their masters.

It__ not easy to write a poem about a poem.

The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.

A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.

From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.