Tikkun Olam

The door to the heavenly world opens and closes to the eye of the spiritual believer. At once the soul is uplifted by the destiny of his path to the world to come. Yet, so many unknowable variables remain. What is it that withholds his entry into the domain of the separate intellects that are already devoid of any attachment to the material world? The creatures that we are, the nothings, that have come from the soil, will always remain a truth to our lack of divinity. While the burning fire that uplifts the soul remains connected to the original light of the created narrative. Shall I continue to hide in the darkness of the cave, distant from the mount that eternally burns the truth to the revealed world? Cannot the intellects that exist in the distant night see the small flame that yearns to burn brighter, in hopes of communicating and joining the conversation of the text of immemorial past?


Atonement
Who am I to be pondering such lofty narratives, and am I not a slave to the necessities of the body? What good is a beast with wings when angels sing and dance up and down the ladder that connects the soil to the firmament that holds the lighters in harmony? Is an apology needed for the uncivilized behavior of the brute who knows not when to close his mouth? Is an apology needed for the souls inability to know commandments that are only accessible through revelation? Or is the aatonement needed for not sacrificing his body and soul sooner to God and the kingdom of light for all eternity?