Life Is God's Novel. Let Him Write

In God's Mill Even Chaff Becomes Flour.

But My Gloom Did Not Lessen. I Knew That I'd Had A Bad Dream, And I Stood In The Dark Trying To Recollect It. The Second I Closed My Eyes, I Was With The Dead. They Did Things Words Cannot Express. They Spoke Madness. ("hanka")

When A Human Kills An Animal For Food, He Is Neglecting His Own Hunger For Justice. Man Prays For Mercy, But Is Unwilling To Extend It To Others. Why Should Man Then Expect Mercy From God? It's Unfair To Expect Something That You Are Not Willing To Give.

There Is No Death. How Can There Be Death If Everything Is Part Of The Godhead? The Soul Never Dies And The Body Is Never Really Alive.

What A Strange Power There Is In Clothing.