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My daughter, My Will is immense. 

And as It issued the creatures to the light of the day, they remained in My Will like many little dwellings formed in It, in which by right My Volition was to have the regime and the carrying out of Its life within each of these little dwellings. 

But while, out of Its goodness and generosity, It gave the space and everything that was needed in order to form these little dwellings within Itself, the creatures, with horrendous ingratitude, do not want to surrender the right to let My Divine Volition dwell within them. 

And with so many dwellings It allowed to be formed within Itself, for as many as there are creatures, It has the sorrow of remaining without dwellings, because they do let It enter to dwell within them.

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It happens to My Will... 

as would happen if someone wanted to form many dwellings in the sea, or in the light of the sun... 

and while the sea or the light of the sun give him the space to form these dwellings within them, they did not want to let either the water or the light of the sun have primacy in these dwellings, nor give them the field to dwell and to hold their first place of regime. 

If the sea and the light had reason, they would feel such sorrow, that the sea would invest these dwellings with its waves, and knocking them down, it would undo them and bury them in its bosom. 

And the light of the sun would burn them to ashes with its heat, so as to get rid of these unworthy and ungrateful dwellings that had denied its entrance. 

Yet, neither the sea nor the sun has given them life. 

But only space.

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On the other hand... 

My Will has given life and space within Itself... 

to these dwellings of creatures.

Because there is not one point in which It is not present.

Nor life that does not come from It. 

Therefore, the sorrow of My Will, because of those who do not let It dominate within themselves, is immense and incalculable.

Feeling these lives palpitating within Itself, forming their very heartbeat, and remaining outside like a stranger as if they did not belong to It, is affront and monstrosity from those who do not let It reign.  And it is so great, that they would deserve life imprisonment and destruction.

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My daughter, not doing My Will...

seems something trivial to creatures. 

But it is an evil so great, and an ingratitude so awful... 

that there is no evil similar to it.

[6.1.1928]