When you’re absorbed in reading a book, time stops; but it’s not only a trick of perception, based on the flow of one’s attention. It’s that you enter the time zone of the text, which exists outside of time, for the reader or hearer, because the text creates its own time.
It’s not the illusion of time stopping, it’s entering a new time-space, the space in which the mind exists when it is absorbing the text.
A text is an eternal period of time, a captured voiceness, a book a genie in bindery. It can be entered at any moment, and creates its own environment, every time it’s seen, opened, heard, imagined, recited.
Listen to one of Malachi’s recitals:
Sit back, my listener, and rest assured and alert, while I read to you the true content of the universe. Let us open up the book of nature. Now speak! Say the book!
It could have been otherwise – it always could have been otherwise. To know this is to know God.
It can always be otherwise, and this is not up to you. That is the fear of God. God holds all fates and fortunes, because it is up to the absolute to decide what will be what is and what will be otherwise, discerning among relativities.
But why worship this inconceivable force? – Because it can always be otherwise for you. You could not know God, and that would be worse. God is one, the one and the only one, because for everything else it can always be otherwise. But it cannot be otherwise than God, because there is only one one, and that is undeniable.
God gives Spirit, the meaning of freedom, and that is what you worship, the singular source of that gift, that principle of individuality, which alone saves.
The soul is split! / between upper and lower…
Yes, yes but lawlessness is indeed an art, the riskiest of all high arts. If you’re bad at it, you’re a criminal. If you’re good – you’re a hero.
The soul always remains subject to a higher law, the law of being. The soul is an eternal space of time, a body of light years.

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