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(Created page with "In the eighth line of the lines of holiness, which is mentioned in the fifth tablet of paradise: 20 O sleepers in the bed of negligence, Centuries have passed, and you have brought your precious lives to an end, yet the pure breath has not reached you from our exalted realm of sanctity. You are immersed in the depths of polytheism, while uttering the word of unity. You have considered me, the Beloved, as your enemy, and have taken your enemy as your friend. You walk up...") |
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In the eighth line of the lines of holiness, which is mentioned in the fifth tablet of paradise: | In the eighth line of the lines of holiness, which is mentioned in the fifth tablet of paradise: | ||
20 O | 20 O dead on the bed of heedlessness! | ||
Centuries have passed | Centuries have passed and your precious lives have come to an end, but not a single pure breath has reached Our realm of holiness from you. You are immersed in the sea of polytheism, and the word of monotheism has died on your tongues. You have taken My enemy as your friend and have regarded My dislike as your favorite. You walk on My earth with full cheerfulness and joy, oblivious to the fact that My earth is weary of you and everything on earth is fleeing from you. If you would but open your eyes, you would prefer a myriad of sorrows to this joy, and you would deem death better than this life. | ||
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Latest revision as of 18:23, 26 May 2023
In the eighth line of the lines of holiness, which is mentioned in the fifth tablet of paradise:
20 O dead on the bed of heedlessness!
Centuries have passed and your precious lives have come to an end, but not a single pure breath has reached Our realm of holiness from you. You are immersed in the sea of polytheism, and the word of monotheism has died on your tongues. You have taken My enemy as your friend and have regarded My dislike as your favorite. You walk on My earth with full cheerfulness and joy, oblivious to the fact that My earth is weary of you and everything on earth is fleeing from you. If you would but open your eyes, you would prefer a myriad of sorrows to this joy, and you would deem death better than this life.