Says Disciple. What is the meaning and the essence of Godhead?

Says Teacher. The meaning and the essence of Godhead is infinite tenderness and care. Though, this is very unfortunately said, for, by means of certain curse of my fate, there is in my roles that unfortunate association, I mean, I think of Elvis Presley and this seems to spoil that infinite intelligence and power that I have in mind, er--

Says Disciple. Ok, I understand.

Says Teacher ashamed, I'm sorry. (Looks unhappy.)

Says Disciple. It's ok.

Says Disciple. Say, what is the meaning and the essence of Godhead?

Teacher (stands up and begins to speak as follows). The meaning and the essence of the Godhead is thus. But I don't remember quite...

Disciple. It's ok, go on.

Teacher.

Out of One
comes Two.
Out of Two
Three comes about.

And Three
is the Father-Mother
of ten thousand things.

That is the meaning and the essence of Godhead.
That is its purpose.

Says Disciple approvingly. "Bravo, bravo!" Are you a clown? Or am I in an opera?

Teacher. Kiss this hand - QUICKLY - lest thou feel the hardness of its blow upon your insolent smile -

One hastens to do as the other commandeth.

Teacher. Now deport yourself from my sight.

Pupil bows and leaves.

Teacher. Museth to himself thusly. He is yet so caught into self-picture of a simple knave that he wouldn't understand if I told him what an overflowing joy it is for me to kiss off the dust on his sandals...

But what am I to do now? I'll quit this teaching business. This Work is like a treasure-house full of priceless gems, you cannot tell which is most priceless, but on the practical side, nothing seems to beat the saying, Be thou good disciple if thou wouldst remain a good teacher. Which means that as far as this blog is concerned, I'm on hiatus. Of course I'll miss it, of course fingers will pray for keyboard in vain. -Regarding this focus, the impossible happened. It really came to shine of its own accord a little, and for me personally it became a factory of new connections and even new ideas. -And now that I most desire to say one thousand things more, I'll have to quit. So be it. (If it shows itself that it is not an internet trap that I am sitting in I can still go back anyway.)