💖 Cosmic Pure Love 💖

- Go and know: from now on you will be in the world, but you will not be of the world!

You will be a guest on earth - accepted everywhere, nowhere at home.

The student turned helplessly to ask something, but the door behind him slammed and he remained in darkness ... And darkness enveloped him, and the cold pierced his heart.

And he walked with clumsy steps across the wide world, which opened its fields before him.

Unconsciously, he found himself in front of his home, the house where he had spent his youth.

- Who are you to enter here so freely? - asked those who had forgotten him and whom he inadvertently thought of as strangers now.

- A ... guest looking for.

- Then go elsewhere.

- But wouldn't you accept me? If you went somewhere, if your brother went around the world to look, as I ...

- We have our brother ... but if he leaves us for his chimeras, let him live with them.

- But if he suffers?

- This will be a fair share for his stupid dreams - to be something more than us.

- But if he really is something more than you?

- Then let him sit with what he has found! We do not want his greatness.

- But what if he wants to share the good he has acquired and the light with which he has been favored?

- Let him keep them to himself, we are ordinary people and we want to stay that way.

- But if your brother heard those words, he would be very sad.

- He had longed for such empty things before.

The boy came out in silence.

And he remembered the words he had once read: «He came among his own, and his own received him not.»

And then he heard a voice beside him, the voice of Him who had led him in the past:

- Those who listen to my Word and fulfill my words are my brothers and sisters.

And his soul rejoiced, because there were already so many in the world who had heard His words.

The Master looked at them with his quiet gaze, which exuded goodness. And those disciples, clinging head to head, had become only eyes that lurked and ears that longed.

- You want? But the one who wants - he does not have! And he who seeks - has not found.

And he who has not found, cannot give.

Make no mistake - the one who wants is still in this world.

But, Master, - asked the disciple, whose soul was burning with aspiration, like a snowy peak illuminated by the rising sun, - should we not at least wish to be good?

The teacher smiled slightly. Clouds rolled down the mountains and shadows ran across the fields far ahead, where a city of many thousands lay.

- If the bad man does the little good he can - he is a good man. And if the good man does not do the good he can, he is a bad man!

- Don't we want anything then? - several asked suddenly, and astonishment and sorrow opened their eyes wide.

- If you want something - be it a drop of happiness, a piece of bread or to rule universes - indifferently, you equally lack - you are far from wisdom and you have not known the Truth.

But if you say: «Make me, Lord, worthy to do Your will!» - and you feel like a little dust, which is ready under the slightest impulse to fulfill His law, so whatever it is - then you are His son!

- To be! - Everyone called in a chorus. And the sun seemed to burn other suns inside them - and their eyes shone.

Many were seated, and One was speaking. And everyone listened.

- The one who thought evil of you and you did not give in to his words, but remained in a good mood for him - you are free from him.

You are free.

But he who praises you, he will want a lot - beware! Every praise is a chain that connects your future; an invoice that will be presented to you to pay.

And it doesn't matter that you pay or give - because the source is to spring - but the way they want and take you: you are not free - because if you rejoice in the praise, it means it means that something has not reached you to be satisfied with your work, and the dissatisfied person can never know the Truth. He lives in his own garden, where many different fruits grow, but not all of them are the most necessary.

And if you are not satisfied with the praise, a thought will bite your thought and will disturb your soul that you deserve more. And you will lose your peace.

- Then?

- Then, always be free, because only the free can know the Truth; only he who has no clouds above his head sees the true image of the sun.

- Then how do we outgrow ourselves?

- Sometimes it all comes down to this: to be awake when others are asleep, and to work for the realization of a divine idea.

Remember: you have to be brave! And he is brave who, having lost everything, wants nothing.

- But, my father, do you know that since I came to you and my eyes were opened to see those I had not seen before, I have seen contradictions everywhere ...

Isn't it a contradiction to say that God is Love and death is going on in the world?

Isn't it a contradiction to say that God is Love, and that evil exists in the world?

The wise man smiled.

- In God, in nature, there is no contradiction. Everything He does is good. Both good and evil exist in a world where they have a deep purpose.

However, God and nature use evil for good.

But we do not deal with contradictions. We leave them to to resolve themselves. Don't waste your time on them.

- Why?

- Because the people of the earth do not have enough time to resolve them ...

It is more important to spend a day lived naturally, according to the laws of nature, than to argue and resolve contradictions that are only the result of your close understanding. Nature has sensibly built everything. Distortions in perceptions are layers in the human mind that has sacrificed the truth for pleasure.

Sitting at his feet, hunched over, with grief on his face, the young man watched him.

- Oh, my father, tell me ... Ever since I found you, my soul has been burning with thirst for knowledge. I drink - and I do not get enough. I know, but I seem to have forgotten everything. When I came to you - I understood everything. I had studied foreign sciences, I wanted to talk about everything - and I knew ... And since I came to you and listened to your words - everything has disappeared. Did the world grow so much, or did I shrink completely?

I'm so small, Dad, now that I'm getting lost - it's as if I'm having a hard time finding myself ...

The wise man smiled, stroked his white beard, and said:

- When you came to me, you were a big mountain of ice. The sun burned her and she melted. But water remained instead. She brings life.

And it is plastic, it gets acquainted with everything, it penetrates everywhere, it melts a lot, it is needed by everyone. And the snow mountain was just dangerous ...

Which is better, you think?

- Oh, Dad, I understand ... And really, now I feel all people better - and before I didn't even want to know that they exist ...