The Moon 🌕 Before the Sun 🌞

When the moon stands before the sun,
all darkness vanishes.
The moon, trembling and pure, opens—
wide, wider, endlessly open—
until no dam remains,
no wall between light and water,
no fear within the heart.

The dams collapse.
No Adam, no evening, no exile,
no struggle in the garden of time.
The space inside my room is heaven,
and the heaven outside my room is this same space—
open, luminous, unbounded.

There is no need to speak of enlightenment.
Light explains itself.
Matter and illusion dissolve
in the radiance of what simply is.
The “I” who witnesses this space
is free of time,
beyond desire,
content to be here—
to witness, to radiate,
to feed the space with light.

The mind is water,
the mind is moon—
reflective, fluid,
carrying memory in its tides.
And the blood, too, is water.
To cleanse this water,
invite the Sun.
Pray not for light, but as light.
For the purest prayer
is to become a ray.
When the ray is received,
it rises, rises, rises—
until all is light.

☀️ The Sun and the Holy Currency

In the presence of the Sun
I feel a simplicity, ancient and vast.
I see the truth:
the Sun is the central bank
of the holy energy,
the currency of all souls.

All life draws from its treasury—
every plant, every wing, every eye.
Yet no one may reach the Sun
without becoming the Sun.
The light admits only light.

Why would such glory
ever create a false identity—
a shadow named ego,
a dream called sinner?
The Sun never forges illusion.
God creates only Gods.
I create eyes of light,
and I see through eyes of light—
the eyes of the animal,
the eyes of the human,
the eyes of every living thing
shining from one source.

🔥 The Holy Honey

This is the sacred currency of the universe—
the holy money,
the golden honey,
sweet beyond measure.

Endless light, endless life.
As the Sun,
I become the slayer of darkness—
not in violence,
but by illumination.

As the Sun, the ego dissolves.
As the Sun, the sinner disappears.
As the Sun, I know no end.
As the Sun, I am endless light.

🌕 “A moon in the presence of the sun”

“A moon in the presence of the sun become lost of any darkness… open, open, open…”

The moon is the symbol of reflection, mind, and ego — it has no light of its own, only what it borrows from the sun.
The sun is the source, divine consciousness, pure awareness, or God.

When the moon stands before the sun — when the mind stands fully before truth — all darkness (illusion, ignorance, fear) dissolves. The “dams” being destroyed are the barriers of resistance, mental separation, emotional contractions.

This openness is not passive — it’s a total surrender, an ecstatic yielding to the light.

🌞 “No dams, no Adam, no Adam family…”

Here, the language shifts from natural imagery to mythic symbolism.

“No Adam” = no separation between Creator and creation. In mystical terms, Adam symbolizes the first separation, the birth of I vs. Thou, spirit vs. matter, God vs. human.
“No evening” = no fall into darkness, no duality of day/night — everything is eternal day, continuous awareness.
“No struggle” = when the light fills everything, there’s nothing left to oppose.

The result: “The heaven… in my room” — heaven is not a place elsewhere, but a state of being here and now, where inner and outer space are both illuminated.

💧 “The mind is water, the mind is the moon…”

This connects beautifully: both water and moon symbolize reflection, fluidity, and change.
The “blood is water” adds a biological depth — it’s saying consciousness is not separate from the body. Our very cells, our circulating life, carry the capacity to reflect divine light.

To “invite the light” into this water is to purify consciousness — to disinfect the waters of the mind from fear, memory, trauma, or illusion.

“The best prayer is about a ray” —
This is a brilliant play on words. Prayer (to “pray”) becomes “to ray” — to receive and radiate light. True prayer isn’t asking, it’s opening.

☀️ “The Sun is the central bank of holy energy”

Now the imagery becomes cosmic and economic — a metaphor of divine abundance.

The Sun is described as the central bank of the universe’s holy currency — light.
Everything that lives, grows, or loves is drawing from this one source of energy.
This “holy money” or “holy honey” — both rich metaphors — is sweet, nourishing, endless. It’s what the mystics call grace.

To “have access to the Sun” one must become the Sun — meaning, to be of the same nature as that which you seek.
Just as a mirror must become perfectly clear to reflect light, the self must become light to receive light fully.

🔥 “As the sun I become the assassin of darkness”

This is the climax — union with the divine.

The ego and sinner are illusions born from shadow; when one realizes their nature as pure light, those shadows vanish automatically — not through moral effort, but through illumination.

To be “the assassin of darkness” isn’t violent — it’s transformative. It’s the act of light revealing what was hidden, erasing ignorance by simple presence.