The White Felt!

The White Felt turned red, not with blood,

But with the fiery crimson of the sunset.

The jackals took its reflections for the blood of R

And instantly grew bolder, defeating their fear

In anticipation of the quick massacre.

Let them think that it’s the blood that has impregnated the Felt.

We need time, which they no longer have.

The night is scattering, and with the approach of the dawn

The jackals become more dangerous.

The hardest thing is to survive these wee hours,

For the darkness is ready to risk a lot.

We cannot allow the spatial connection of the energy of the darkness. Someone installed a powerful magnet, which attracts every negative thought that is released to R . There are those who have been knowingly engaged in search of the sources of this energy with a view to their union. There is a Friend in the camp of the enemy. He has to be recognized.

Buddha gave compassion.

Jesus gave compassion.

Mohammad waged wars.

Akbar waged wars.

Sergius gave forgiveness.

Seraphim gave forgiveness.

Rikl went away from all that.

He chose a new Path.

The Teacher
11.02.2010