Crime and punishment

I will return to you again, and it shall be very soon. Much sooner than many would like it to happen. I will come to you as unexpectedly as unexpectedly came and has come again he, who is so much greater than I am. He has truly come again.

If you haven’t heard even Him – what gives me hope that you will hear all of us, taken and united together, now? And yet I still hope… And yet I am again with you – for the hope does not leave me, that having passed through all hearth of deprivations and sufferings, you will one day smile to the former difficulties of your life and sing praise to the Light.

Ask you, I shall – why have you deformed words of mine with fabrications of your own? Why have you prevented them to flow to the most undercover corners of human’s soul? Why did you force the children to learn thoughtlessly the words of my heart – whether they have no hearts of their own? Or am I truly incapable to transfer its warmth to them, searching, without distortions of your minds?

Ask you, I shall, if you have really experienced every obstacle, given to me by the life of my own. And if not – who gave you the right to judge on behalf of mine? Our tasks are difficult, but on the aspiration and belief of everyone, we are given. Yet someone is a creature, shivering, and others have been given the right to change this world.

Or do you believe that your mind is truly capable to change it? But look, what the cunning and meanness of your minds have already done to you. No need for conjectures of your mind I have – but in souls and hearts of yours I want to see it. And what is heart if not a temple of a soul?

Or do you truly think that I am not capable of reading through souls of yours? Perhaps you will deceive me one day, – but how will you deceive the one, standing beside me?

How can you hide from His all-seeing gaze? By having put out your eyes only. How can you stop hearing His voice, given through us? By closing your ears only. How can you not feel His kind touches? By having destroyed your hearts only.

Having a presentiment, I am, how under the sight of mine you will bend the head of yours and the shame, shrouded by fear, will pierce hearts of yours. But is that what I truly desire? No need for your fear I have, and even He has no need for it – but your understanding of own crime is necessary. But your desire for change is necessary. And what is a crime if not your unwillingness to change yourselves? And what is a result of your life if not your own punishment? And what is a true spiritual transformation if not your redemption?

And no more fear will be in the heart of the one, soared to the heavens. And only then you will help God help you.

But until you have flown to the skies, remember: all the evils you see around is the crime and the punishment. Your crime and your punishment.