Our way is paved with gold. Our light makes Our path golden. We are walking the high road. The low road is illusion anyway.

"I, Oneness, talk as though I am Another. But would you have Me be quiet? Would you silence Me. Would you have Me listen only to your individuated thoughts?

"Or would you listen to your Wholeness which is what you hear when I speak?

"Let it be Our game. Let Us play Our roles. Yes, it is all I anyway, and if you could grasp, it is all you all the same.

"But meanwhile We engage in conversation. We roll over Our thoughts.

"The time will come when you are fully aware of Our Oneness, and even then We will play."