In This Infinite Space Is

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.

Why, I Say, Do So Few Understand And Apprehend The Internal Power?... He Who In Himself Sees All Things, Is All Things.

The One Infinite Is Perfect , In Simplicity , Of Itself, Absolutely, Nor Can Aught Be Greater Or Better, This Is The One Whole, God , Universal Nature , Occupying All Space, Of Whom Naught But Infinity Can Give The Perfect Image Or Semblance.

This Whole Which Is Visible In Different Ways In Bodies, As Far As Formation, Constitution, Appearance, Colors And Other Properties And Common Qualities, Is None Other Than The Diverse Face Of The Same Substance A Changeable, Mobile Face, Subject To Decay, Of An Immobile, Permanent And Eternal Being.

It Is Unity That Doth Enchant Me. By Her Power I Am Free Though Thrall, Happy In Sorrow, Rich In Poverty, And Quick Even In Death.