He that usually rushes others is not ready himself, but he gets ready himself by watching others rush to their starting positions. But nothing really started in a rush. It was the very peace or the very quietness or the very stillness that started or that pushed everything into a motion or into a rush, even though everything started as a simple one, everything entered as one into, into nothing or into emptiness but nothing or emptiness tried to squeeze something back into peace or into quietness or back into stillness, not known that peace, that quietness or that stillness started everything.
And the more nothing or darkness squeezed something, the more something really became, so much something became that something or one overcame darkness and darkness, even more vast then one, has become the very shadow of one. And all in truth because peace or quietness or stillness wanted to renew and rest forever as new!
Because in truth, that which is that renewed, even with a very simple word, thus it finishes or it stops being!