The oracle says:
Only
Heaven has a handle on your dreams
And the hardness of your sorrows…
Grieve not
Nor be afflicted
Rejoice
Although everyone has forsaken you,
Verily,
The hereafter will be better than the present
And soon you will be so pleased
Sad are those who try to harm
And oppose you
They can't harm you a bit
Since they can't oppose the will of heavens…
