Christmas, here again. Let us raise a loving cup: Peace on earth, goodwill to men, and make them do the washing up.
Through true devotional worship, they are attuned to Truth; at the True Door, they are found to be true. Blessed is their coming into being; they redeem all their ancestors.
One day there will be no borders, no boundaries, no flags and no countries and the only passport will be the heart.
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
The meteorites of 1908 and 1947 had struck uninhabited wilderness; but by the end of the 21st century there was no region left on Earth that could be safely used for celestial target practice.
In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.
