See the opening of the seal which tells the fate of humankind! For it is from great abstractions like the rainbow, and yet also from the envies of the human heart. Blessed is the one who thinks not merely of joy in fleshly things, but also of joy in things unbounded. For the heart of the wicked is a city divided against itself. And their fire of black iron is the threshing ground for many torments. And yes behind their tall walls of prosperity there is great food and much to drink. But these the thriving among the wicked have departed from things clean. Their minds are deluded with much filth. And their spirits are too dull for the capacity to make peace. Always the warm bell is reminding them to defend their wealth; for by the light of the cursed spirit no amount of wealth is ever enough. No matter how great are their homes, and no matter how opulent their jewels, the fate of their minds is held captive to the drug known as pride. Not so is the righteous! For their halls are echoing with the dignity of great hearts. And their times are spent in the company of great spirits. A light from the deep darkness emerges and shakes hands with the night. And so the purity of light and dark make friends and become one. For the heart of the righteous is a city of love. As peace and harmony reign within the blessed city, so to do they reign within the hearts of the righteous. For the earth and everything in it shall rejoice, and the dust of times past shall know that its wisdom is complete. The abstractions and the forms shall dance together, and the child will stand happily with the light of evermore. Upon his hands is a blessed inheritance. Upon his fate is the throne of much glory. And by the ever lasting night, and by the good darkness of his soul, his fate shall be swift and also kind. And as the world rolls upon its foundations, so too will justice roll upon its conceptions, and therein shall it bring forth the dancing of the meadow, and the stream of the blessed water.