All Things Are In All.

Since I Have Spread My Wings To Purpose High, The More Beneath My Feet The Clouds I See, The More I Give The Winds My Pinions Free, Spurning The Earth And Soaring To The Sky.

The Soul Is Not The Body And It May Be In One Body Or In Another, And Pass From Body To Body.

Of The Eternal Incorporeal Substance Nothing Is Changed, Is Formed Or Deformed, But There Always Remains Only That Thing Which Cannot Be A Subject Of Dissolution, Since It Is Not Possible That It Be A Subject Of Composition, And Therefore, Either Of Itself Or By Accident, It Cannot Be Said To Die.

I Cleave The Heavens And Soar To The Infinite. And While I Rise From My Own Globe To Others And Penetrate Ever Further Through The Eternal Field. That Which Others Saw From Afar, I Leave Far Behind Me.

All Things Are In All.