The moral of the story is, that half eggs don’t roll and indicating that morality is not the doctrine to happiness.
The right doctrine must
always be accompanied by the right intention, where orthodoxy must be wed to
orthopraxis.
Some
doctrines are a hard living and only the limitation in human intelligence, banging ones head against a wall that speaks volumes.
A doctrine is not the
affair of a book or endless convincing out of tune speeches, but is received
only when it possesses the whole soul with the compassion of love.
Enthusiasm without doctrine
is the foreplay towards heretic procrastinations and an epidemic of a
psychosomatic itch, where popular preachers scratches the urge.
A God seducer is more
dangerous to a sacred institution than a hangman ever can do justice.
Not having a doctrine makes
life the big wonder, why one cannot walk on water and ones ethics are not
flowing.
The divine doctrine is to
see the beloved beauty in all living things and forms; it is the invisible space
of the absolute.
The makings of the divine are the little flower and her loveliness that speaks in splendor to the core.
It is the gentle breeze and its touch that caresses our love, that speaks like
the gentle light of the moon reflected from the sun.
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