The Beloved has blocked every escape ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Friends, the Beloved has blocked every escape: we are lame deer and He a prowling lion. Cornered by a fierce and bloodthirsty lion what is there to do but surrender? This Beloved, like the sun, neither sleeps nor eats: He makes souls sleepless and hungry, saying, "Come, be Me, or one with Me in nature, so when I unveil Myself, you may behold My Face. And if you had not beheld it, how would you have become so distraught? You were earth, and now you long to be quickened with spiritual life." Already the Beloved has bestowed gifts from that world of spacelessness, otherwise why would your spiritual eye keep gazing there? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thank you for posting this, I really liked it. Best, Ari ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ survivors of Mitchell Ginsberg ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
