My spirit is to me a companion who comforts me when the days grow heavy upon me , who consoles me when the afflictions of life muliply .

Who is not a companion to his spirit is an enemy to people . And he who seems not in his self a friend dies despairing . For life springs from within a man and comes not from without him .

I came to say a word and  I shall utter it . Should death take me ere I give voice , the morrow shall utter it . For the morrow leaves not a secret hidden in the book of the morrow leaves not a secret hidden in the book of the Infinite

Icome to live in the splendor of love and the light of Beauty

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