God is deaf; It is blind; It is dull, dark, and dumb. Ears and eyes and wit are windows to what’s outside of oneself. But there’s nothing outside of God, so God, mind you, is deaf; It is blind; It is dull, dark, and dumb.

When I came across God, It perceived me not, for my coming-across-God was nothing outside of God but only a mode of God.

But I knew with an unparalleled certainty that I had come across God, for at that moment I was myself the coming-across-God of God Itself. I was God, Myself, and the very act of coming-across Itself.

And I tell you the truth, that the certainty in a man’s recognition of himself in the mirror pales in comparison to the certainty by which I recognized Myself in God and God in Myself.