““Godmind, Sonnet 2101 Come, look into my eyes, you'll smell the soil from Tabriz, chiming with the whirlwind of Konya. Come, peer into my endless abyss, fused with the fragrance of Bethlehem, you'll feel the breeze from Bodh Gaya. Don't be intimidated, just let it go, let the chaff of creed become compost. The vastness I live is the vastness in you, yet it seems alien, for you're grazing like cod. Nothing's out there except our image, whatever is there, is right here. Origin of universe is too stoic an undertaking, you just act human, right now and here. If boson is god particle of the universe, human is the god particle of society. Life is divine, when instrument of love, human is the heart particle of humanity.””
