What a miracle life is and how alike are all souls when they send their roots down deep and meet and are one! - Nikos Kazantzakis

The wife of my God is matter; they wrestle with each other, they laugh and weep, they cry out in the nuptial bed of flesh. They spawn and are dismembered. They fill sea, land, and air with species of plants, animals, men, and spirits. This primordial pair embraces, is dismembered, and multiplies in every living creature. All the concentrated agony of the Universe bursts out in every living thing. God is imperiled in the sweet ecstasy and bitterness of flesh. But he shakes himself free, he leaps out of brains and loins, then clings to new brains and new loins until the struggle for liberation again breaks out from the beginning.

إن واجبك و أنت تقدم خدمتك التطوعية لبني جنسك هو أن تشعر في داخلك بكل الأسلاف. واجبك الثاني هو أن تضيء انطلاقتهم و ان تواصل عملهم. واجبك الثالث هو ان تنقل الى ابنك الواجب الاكبر وهو ان يتجاوزك

Death gestured with his hands and bade the king thrice welcome.