Envy kills. It destroys. Gnaws at the heart, roots, stem, branches, leaves and flowers. At the blossoms. It is Jejere. Regiregi. He who allows envy to arise in him, who allows himself to be gripped by this evil destroys himself, kills himself gradually. He has killed happiness, true joy for himself. For the moment the object of his envy flashes across his thoughts, gaze or hearing, or even approaches physically, sorrow that is inexplicable grips him, overwhelms him, weighs and drags him down. It embraces, encircles and encloses him. And reaches at everything good around him, or that approaches him. It tears him off, separates him from the object of his envy. It separates him from all that is good. It separates him from the Light and throws him into the waiting arms of the Darkness. This is how: Momentarily simultaneously, a gulf arises between him and the object of his envy, separating him and the object. Such that healthy and helpful intercourse or interchange becomes difficult, indeed impossible.
While the object, in his innocence and purity of heart, reaches out to him, the envy host; gives out purely from what naturally streams from within him, from his abundant good volition; on the other hand, the one seized with envy, with his innermost being already covered by, already wrapped in dark, thick, heavy and dense veils; already enclosed in walls which he has allowed to be built around himself; repels, rebuffs and attacks this stream of good volition. Whatever good streams to him from the other, the bearer of the good volition, the object of his envy, he chokes, strangulates, clasps, attacks, destroys. And simultaneously, he destroys himself. As such, envy detains him, imprisons him, hampers and hinders him. Unnecessarily.
In this miserable state, help from the Light cannot reach him. Until a new volition that is good wells up and arises in him, and he acts, and forcefully from within himself, he tears, frees himself from these suffocating, dark, dense, deadly clutches. Until he purges himself of this evil, laboriously works and walks himself upwards, and genuinely vigorously strives towards the Light. Once again, Meanwhile, the object of the envy in his innocence and all-embracing streaming good volition stands protected in a ring of Light around him. But he must beware. He must not take this protection for granted. He must retreat and cut himself off. He must retreat inwardly into the protective ring. And as soon as possible, outwardly too, to avoid being soiled, drawn and engulfed. Immediately, this is part of the battle he is to wage victoriously against the Darkness; and for which he has been granted the flaming sword in the Word.
Holy victory for the Light! God bless and strengthen us Amen.