The truth is simple. If it was complicated, everyone would understand it.
I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited by death.
Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
But where is what I started for so long ago? And why is it yet unfound?
Do you see O my brothers and sisters? It is not chaos or death, it is form, union, plan, it is eternal life, it is happiness.
I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.