He Who Loves, Never Grows Old. God

When We Meditate We Expand, Spreading Our Wings Like A Bird, Trying To Enter Consciously Into Infinity, Eternity And Immortality, Welcoming Them Into Our Aspiring Consciousness. We See, Feel And Grow Into The Entire Universe Of Light-delight.

I Am Not Even Six Feet Tall. Yet I Am Praying To The Absolute Supreme To Reach His Infinite Height, Which Is Far Beyond Even My Imagination's Flight. For Me To Long To Grow Into That Height - Is This Not A Miracle? I Am Mortal. My Thoughts, My Deeds, My Experiences - Everything That I Have And Everything That I Am - Represent Mortality. Yet Despite Everything That I Have And Everything That I Am, I Am Longing For Immortality. Is This Not A Miracle?

Man Invents War. Man Discovers Peace. He Invents War From Without. He Discovers Peace From Within. War Man Throws. Peace Man Sows. The Smile Of War Is The Flood Of Human Blood. The Smile Of Peace Is The Love, Below, Above.

Life Is Given To Each Human Being For A Very Special Purpose. This Secret Each Human Being Must Discover For Himself.

And In Self-giving We Become Really Happy. Real Humility Is The Expansion Of Our Consciousness And Our Service.