English
In the mist of forgetfulness there is no insight to calm the anxious dreamer. A monster that challenges time and movement lingers: a dragon of paralysis. It is the Balrog of Lethe, the demon of forgetfulness.
Verses scare the demon away through the mercy of autosuggestion: a verbal panacea that mechanically stops its pangs. Yet there is a will that can banish hurt altogether even while staring into the yawning void in its all-devouring eyes—a sonorous blast of glory, a liberating scream. Surely a Nothingness greater than the demon represents, a Nothingness that sees the glory of the last day. A Nothingness resting on the throne of the eternal Idea of mercy and beauty. A welcoming wide space, a sanctuary of deep nourishing sleep. It is the Nothingness of non-anxiety, the Nothingness of pure stillness. Do not be fooled by its serenity, for its wrath against the monster of despair is severe in its majesty.
Crystal Nothingness is a will that seizes the reins from the nothingness of desertion. It leads the senses to what they have never sensed. It leads them to the abode of loving warmth, the realm saluted in every recognition of motherly care, relating to an understanding alien to the world of despair. This realm indeed exists, and in it a will overtakes the nameless believer until they are led to paradise, unlike anything described, unlike anything announced.
Join it and hail the triumph of mercy over despair.