The Mysterious Path Goes Inward. It Is

Imagination Places The Future World For Us Either Above Or Below Or In Reincarnation. We Dream Of Travels Throughout The Universe: Is Not The Universe Within Us? We Do Not Know The Depths Of Our Spirit. The Mysterious Path Leads Within. In Us, Or Nowhere, Lies Eternity With Its Worlds, The Past And The Future.

If The World Is A Precipitation Of Human Nature, So To Speak, Then The Divine World Is A Sublimation Of The Same. Both Occur In One Act. No Precipitation Without Sublimation. What Goes Lost There In Agility, Is Won Here.

Humanity Is The Higher Meaning Of Our Planet, The Nerve That Connects This Part Of It With The Upper World, The Eye It Raises To Heaven.

Philosophy Can Bake No Bread; But She Can Procure For Us God, Freedom, Immortality. Which, Then, Is More Practical, Philosophy Or Economy?

Fate And Temperament Are The Names Of A Concept.