· ФЊ·ЂЊЭ · Do not seek the final reality outside yourself, but within your core! Do not imagine eternal peace as an unknown, foreign being, but consider me your own, most familiar, deepest, innermost, most hidden self. For eternity is you, in your own form, in your own garb. In Your Warrior Garb · ФЊ·ЂЊБ·Ф · In this garb, you recognize your own self in every peculiar individual, you gaze as a silent observer, without realizing it, through the eyes of all and think nothing of it. Nothing · ФЊ·ЂЊБ·Ч · You see yourself in all things, forms, colors, and figures, but none of these figures still recognize themselves in you. Because they no longer know who you are, what a tunnel is, and that a zombie crawled out of your tunnel. Speculum Fabulum · Л·Э · In the Mirror of Stories
