Time Is The Father Of Truth, Its

Divinity Reveals Herself In All Things. Everything Has Divinity Latent Within Itself. For She Enfolds And Imparts Herself Even Unto The Smallest Beings, And From The Smallest Beings, According To Their Capacity. Without Her Presence Nothing Would Have Being, Because She Is The Essence Of The Existence Of The First Unto The Last Being.

In Space There Are Countless Constellations, Suns And Planets; We See Only The Suns Because They Give Light; The Planets Remain Invisible, For They Are Small And Dark. There Are Also Numberless Earths Circling Around Their Suns.

Everything That Makes Diversity Of Kinds, Of Species, Differences, Properties... Everything That Consists In Generation, Decay, Alteration And Change Is Not An Entity, But A Condition And Circumstance Of Entity And Being, Which Is One, Infinite, Immobile, Subject, Matter, Life, Death, Truth, Lies, Good And Evil.

For Nature Is Not Merely Present , But Is Implanted Within Things, Distant From None... And While The Outer Face Of Things Changeth So Greatly, There Flourisheth The Origin Of Being More Intimately Within All Things Than They Themselves. The Fount Of All Kinds, Mind , God , Being, One, Truth , Destiny , Reason , Order .

The Beginning, Middle, And End Of The Birth, Growth, And Perfection Of Whatever We Behold Is From Contraries, By Contraries, And To Contraries; And Whatever Contrariety Is, There Is Action And Reaction, There Is Motion, Diversity, Multitude, And Order, There Are Degrees, Succession And Vicissitude.