The Alchemy of the Void - A Journal of the Unformed

March 26. It’s early, or maybe it’s far too late for the sleep that never quite came to shelter me under its wing, and the air in the room feels heavy, saturated with that peculiar scent of cold linden tea and a thin layer of dust settling on the edges of unspoken words. Eh, how strange it is, this state of the shattered mirror , the one where until yesterday you saw not just your own face, but the entire world—ordered, logical, seemingly eternal—and now... now there are only shards. You know how it is; sometimes it feels like if you just don’t move, if you hold your breath long enough, time might take pity and rewind the tape to the moment before everything fell into its constituent parts? But it doesn’t. It just leaves you there, in the middle of the room, with an empty chair facing you and that deafening silence , which isn't just an absence of sound, but the presence of something heavy, almost palpable, pressing you into the floor. A breakup isn’t just an event; it is an alche...

Self-love as love for God

In the first place is Love for God, this is what is meant by self-love. In the second place and on equal principles - love for God in the other and God in oneself, and in the third place - love, understanding and compassion for one's personality and the personality of the other, in the form of respect and understanding and tolerating the speed with which the Truth is seen - the speed with which the illusory layers of the personality are stripped away, the speed with which the ego is polished and vices and old karmic programs are cleared, the speed with which virtues are acquired.

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