The universe is a feather
in every atom are her temples
the elementary particles dance for her
at every point and every time, her name is the rise and fall of the cosmic parade, and every
instant is full of her, justice and adjustment.
the kingdom of god is in your midst
and god is love
all acts of love are from the goddess
and paradise is beneath your mother’s feet
as above, so below
all life is suffering
but there is a middle path
Balanced on the scales
That weigh a life
There is no justice anywhere because justice is everywhere
The gods are weak and, diluted
The solvent is Nothing
The crocodile hungers
The problem with no solution
There is just us