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O Concourse Of Monks! Seclude Not Yourselves In






O CONCOURSE of monks! Seclude not yourselves in churches and cloisters.
Come forth by My leave, and occupy yourselves with that which will profit
your souls and the souls of men. Thus biddeth you the King of the Day of
Reckoning. Seclude yourselves in the stronghold of My love. This, verily,
is a befitting seclusion, were ye of them that perceive it. He that
shutteth himself up in a house is indeed as one dead. It behoveth man to
show forth that which will profit all created things, and he that bringeth
forth no fruit is fit for fire. Thus counselleth you your Lord, and He,
verily, is the Almighty, the All-Bounteous. Enter ye into wedlock, that
after you someone may fill your place. We have forbidden you perfidious
acts, and not that which will demonstrate fidelity. Have ye clung to the
standards fixed by your own selves, and cast the standards of God behind
your backs? Fear God, and be not of the foolish. But for man, who would
make mention of Me on My earth, and how could My attributes and My name
have been revealed? Ponder ye, and be not of them that are veiled and fast
asleep. He that wedded not (Jesus) found no place wherein to dwell or lay
His head, by reason of that which the hands of the treacherous had
wrought. His sanctity consisteth not in that which ye believe or fancy,
but rather in the things We possess. Ask, that ye may apprehend His
station which hath been exalted above the imaginings of all that dwell on
earth. Blessed are they who perceive it.





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