i am

i am the incomprehensible silence

and the memory that will not be forgotten

i am the voice whose sound is everywhere

and the speech that appears in many forms.

i am the utterance of my own name.

i am the hearing in everyone's ears

i am the speech that cannot be heard

i am the mute who is speechless

great are the multitudes of my words.

hear me in softness

and learn me in roughness.

i am she who cries out

and i am cast forth upon the face of the earth

i prepare the breath and my mind within.

i am known Truth.

i am the one whom you have reflected upon

and the one you have scorned

i am unlearned but from me all people learn

i am the one from whom you have hidden

and the one to whom you reveal yourself

yet wherever you hide i appear

and wherever you wish to reveal yourself

there i will vanish.

for i am the first and the last

i am the honored one and the scorned

i am the whore and the holy one

i am the bride and the bridegroom

and my husband is my father

i am the mother of my father

the sister of my husband

my husband is my child

my offspring are my own birth

the source of my power

what happens is set sacred

give heed give heed give heed

then you, hearers

and you also, angels

and those who have been sent as new spirits

risen now from the dead.

i am the one who alone exists.

there is no one to judge me

for though there is much sweetness in passionate life,

in transient pleasure,

finally, finally sanity comes

and people flee to their place of rest

there they will find me

to live and never to die again

Words from The Thunder.

Perfect Mind, Nag Hammadi