God

God comes to you, says: ” I want to you, I am tired to stand at the closed door “. But you are covered with horror, animal fear: ” No. I am busy now. I am busy. Let’s do it later “.

At this moment comes the realization of the fact that you are crowd, mountain of rubbish of another’s problems, desires, lusts and anxieties. You are dirty, filled with peel, but you can’t throw out it from yourselves. God cannot enter into you till you are not released from fear and egoism. And until you have it, you are again and again in purgatories.

I learn you not to think, but to love. And for this purpose it is necessary to find roots and not to lose them. Your roots are in present. And its fruits are your future. Protect roots. Live in the present; breathe it as the unique moment. Do not run from the present. In an instant it becomes the past, and there is no way to the past for the usual person.