The Beast That Bears You Fastest To

Nature's Intent Is Neither Food, Nor Drink, Nor Clothing, Nor Comfort, Nor Anything Else In Which God Is Left Out. Whether You Like It Or Not, Whether You Know It Or Not, Secretly Nature Seeks, Hunts, Tries To Ferret Out The Track On Which God May Be Found.

When A Man Sees The One In All Things, He Is Above Mere Understanding.

There Exists Only The Present Instant... A Now Which Always And Without End Is Itself New. There Is No Yesterday Nor Any Tomorrow, But Only Now, As It Was A Thousand Years Ago And As It Will Be A Thousand Years Hence.

Saint Augustine Cries, Lord I Cannot Love You, But Come In And Love Yourself In Me. According To Saint Paul, We Must Put Off Our Own Natural Form And Put On The Form Of God, And Saint Augustine Tells Us To Discard Our Own Mode Of Nature; Then The Divine Nature Will Flow In And Be Revealed. Saint Augustine Says, Those Who Seek And Find, Find Not. He Who Seeks And Finds Not, He Alone Finds. Saint Paul Says, What I Was, Was Not I, It Was God In Me.

God Is A Great Underground River That No One Can Dam Up And No One Can Stop.