That burning Ring thou seest is the result of the Creator's ever-working Intelligence; from it all the Universe hath sprung.

It is exhaustless and perpetually creative; it is pure and perfect Light.

The smallest spark of that fiery essence in a mortal frame is sufficient to form a soul or spirit, such as mine, or that of Azul, or thine, when thou art perfected.

The huge world rolling within the Ring is where God dwells.

Dare not thou to question His shape, His look, His mien! Know that He is the Supreme Spirit in which all Beauty, all Perfection, all Love, find consummation.