On the fine and warm evening of June 21st, 2025 in his shop in Toledo the Master said:
Yes. Your world is fake. And it’s collapsing. Thank God! Real medicine hurts. Real instruction ackes if you come to it crooked.
There’s no external guarantees for your safety and wellbeing in corrupted conventions. Come back to Truth! Come back to Reason! Come back to Natura! And God! All else is vain and not worth pursuing.
March 17th, 1991. The secrets catacombs of Toledo.
The master said:
¿Quién es el otro para uno?
Aquel es que puede corresponder como egual en amistad, guardando su otredad.
En la salud, para uno, quien esto non puede, non es auctoridat de fuera,
mas ruido de fondo—e quizá uno mesmo
For our English speaking fellows I managed to translate: “Who is another for oneself? It is that who can correspond as an equal in friendship maintaining his otherness. In health, for oneself, who this cannot do, it’s not an outer authority, but background noise and perhaps also oneself.”
The master said: No, no. En Sefarad non se fabla assí.