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“All humans on earth are one. We descend from the same family of common ancestors. We are, in a quite literal sense, siblings, and like siblings we depend on each other's love and care and responsibility. We are interdependent not just in our families and communities, but in nations, and increasingly on a global scale - just as we are also interdependent with nature and the earth.”

“In our brief life, so many roads, so many miracles and blessings and glories, but also so many curses and denials, grief and contempt, continuous waves on the planetary seas that come and go, and they crawl us into the vast heavens, n that quiet rhythm universe listen to your heart beat.”

“Inside the united and indivisible universal Wholeness, every thought and action we make concerning the part, creates the reaction of the whole towards us. In short, whatever we are doing and in whichever way we are doing it, has a multiple effect on us, from every “corner” of the universal unity. The meaning of universal, indivisible unity creates a new social and ecological awareness, since the social and the nature are structural parts of the whole and every action we take against it, results in a reaction of the whole cosmic creation against us.”

“Child of the world, you are the dream between opposites, light in the arms of darkness, chaos folded into order. The cosmos remembers you. you live in the silence of the owl, in the death of stars you live in the breath where time forgets itself.”

“In the cosmic dance of swirling lights, Where stars are born and darkness fights, The universe whispers secrets old, In silver threads and dust of gold. Galaxies twirl in elegant grace, Each a part of the endless space, Planets orbit in silent tunes, Around their suns, like drifting balloons. Mysteries hide in the blackest night, Beyond the reach of human sight, Yet we gaze up with hopeful eyes, Dreaming of truths beyond the skies. Infinite worlds, both big and small, The universe holds them, one and all, A canvas vast for us to explore, Its beauty, a siren call to implore. So let us journey through the stars, Past the confines of our earthly bars, For in the universe, we find our place, A tiny speck, in its grand embrace.”

“The central teaching of mysticism is that Everything is One, whereas from the side of rationalism the universe is Multiple. The essence of the mystical tradition is not a particular philosophical system, but the simple realization that the soul of any individual/existence is identified with the Absolute. A special feature of the mysticism is the elimination of discriminations, i.e. the One and the Multiple are identical.On the other hand, in rationalism the One and the Multiple differ substantially. Mysticism aims at the Emptiness of Zero, whereas rationalism aims at the identification with the Infinite of Everything. Based on the ontology resulting from modern physics the One is also the Multiple and the Multiplicity is also a Module, also the Void and the Everything are complementary aspects of a single and indivisible reality. This means that mysticism and rationalism are the two sides of a Cosmic Thought, which isexpressed through consciousness. We could say that this consciousness is the rhythm that coordinates any opposite”

“We must preserve the sense of unity and the sense of diversity and multiplicity. We must recognize that the One and the Many are the same thing viewed from different angles. The One is the Many. The One is manifested only in and through the Many. It has no separate existence apart from the Many. Equally the Many are the One. Even during their temporary separation, they are always part of the One, and always united with the One. Every one of us is always part of the One, and can unite with the One at any time we choose.”

“I know that our efforts all come to nothing. Analyze life, tear its trappings off, lay it bare with thought, with logic, with philosophy, and its emptiness is revealed as a bottomless pit; its nothingness frankly confesses to nothingness, and Despair comes to perch in the soulI know the end of us all is nothing, I know that at the end of Time, the reward of our toil will be nothing — and again nothing. I know that all our handiwork and all our ideas will be destroyed. I know that not even ash will be left from the fires that consume us. I know that our ideals, even those we achieve, will vanish in the eternal darkness of oblivion and final non-being. There is no hope, none, in my heart. I know, No promise, none, can I make to myself and to others. No recompense can I expect for my labors. No fruit will be born of my thoughts. I know the time — eternal seducer of all men, eternal cause of all effects — offers me nothing but the blank prospect of annihilation. So, my dignity is broken and weak, in recognition of my impending defeat. The man who is alone, who stands on his own feet, who is stripped bare, who asks for nothing and wants nothing, who has reached the apex of disinterested­ness not through blind renunciation but through ex­cess of clear vision, turns to the world which stretches out before him as a burned prairie, as a devastated city — a world in which no churches, asylums, refuges, ideals, are left — and says: «Though you promise me nothing I am still with you, I am still an atom of your energies, my work is part of your work; I am your companion and your mirror as you march on your merciless way. But I owe nothing to any one. I would be responsible to freedom alone.”

“In the boundless skies above, where stars in silence gleam, We are made of heaven’s breath, in every heart’s true dream. Born of cosmic stardust, in the tapestry of night, We carry the celestial spark, within our inner light. In the laughter of the morning, in the whisper of the breeze, Heaven’s touch resides within, in moments such as these. Through the trials and the triumphs, in joy and in despair, We find the traces of the stars, in all we do and share. Our spirits are but echoes, of a universe so grand, We are made of heaven’s grace, by nature’s gentle hand. In every act of kindness, in every loving glance, We reveal the threads of heaven, in our human dance. We are more than flesh and bone, more than earthbound clay, We are born of endless skies, in the light of a new day. In our dreams and aspirations, in the love we freely give, We are made of heaven’s wonder, in each moment that we live. So let us shine with all our might, let our spirits soar, For we are made of heaven’s heart, forever and evermore. In the vast expanse of life, where stars and souls align, We are made of heaven’s essence, in the depths of the divine.”

“Who are you, if not the morning before the first dawn? If not the river that flows without needing a name? Your hands hold no borders. Your heart chants no flags. You belong to the sky and the soil, to the sorrow of stones and the laughter of trees.”