There is an unhealthy opinion going on for centuries driving precious souls almost crazy.

They say, that doubt is from the devil, and we are supposed not to doubt.

They say, doubt has nothing to do with love and we should love without any doubt.

Precious are the souls that come into this world for having their way of experience.

They fight and struggle and might come to let go of it by getting relaxed.

Others of the precious ones are attacked not by demons, but by those who think they know.

Those who think they know belong to the precious ones too, but they have forgotten about it.

They feel surerior to the rest by thinking they would know.

Your love must be pure, they say. Do not allow doubt. Do not disturb the light by shadow.

There is a deep truth - those who demand the most, suffer the most from it.

Those who deny doubts, suffer strongly from it.

In their status of enlightement those suffering souls fail to be honest, which really would give them healing.

They suffer from doubt, because doubt is a bitter and very strong medicine.

Blessed are those who doubt, for they are those who look in every corner.

Doubts are the obstacles of preventing you from becoming a ridicules wimp.

Doubts are the luxatives releasing you from all too fat and sweet eating binges you prefered because you hated dissent.

Doubts are God`s way of making your life exciting by not uniforming humans in an army of marionettes like the idiotic military does, but by letting shine each precious colour of each single human - it is, like Nietzsche said, a Gay Science.

Blessed are those who doubt, for they are not just simple followers, but strident partners of God in their will to understand.

And God has more joy with those twisted existences than with apprehensive and pale yes sayers...