Jesus, peace be upon him, fled to the mountain from the fools.
Jesus, son of Mary, was fleeing to a mountain, as if a lion wanted to spill his blood.
One ran after him and said, "Good sir, no one is after you, why do you flee like a bird?"
With such haste, he ran alongside him that he did not answer due to his own speed.
He chased Jesus for a field or two, then earnestly called out to him.
"For the sake of God's pleasure, stop for a moment, for I have a question about your flight."
"From whom are you fleeing, O noble one? There is no lion, no enemy, no fear or dread."
He said, "I am fleeing from a fool, go away. I am saving myself, do not bind me."
He said, "Are you not the Messiah, who makes the blind and deaf whole?"
He said, "Yes." He said, "Are you not the king who shelters the incantation of the unseen?"
"When you recite that incantation over the dead, they leap up like a lion bringing prey."
He said, "Yes, I am." He said, "Are you not the one who creates birds from clay, O beautiful one?"
He said, "Yes." He said, "Then, O pure spirit, you do whatever you wish, what do you fear?"
"With such proof, who in the world would not be your servant?"
Jesus said, "By the pure essence of God, the creator of bodies and the originator of souls."
"For the sake of His pure essence and attributes, which the heavens tear their collars for."
"That incantation and the greatest name, which I recited over the deaf and blind, became good."
"When I recited it over a hard stone, it split open, tearing its garment up to the navel."
"When I recited it over a dead body, it became alive; when I recited it over a carcass, it became a thing."
"I recited it over the heart of a fool a hundred thousand times, and it was not cured."
"It became a hard stone and did not change its nature, it became a pebble from which no crop grows."
He asked, "What is the wisdom that the name of God worked there but not here?"
"Why is it the same pain, yet this one did not become a cure, while that one did?"
He said, "The pain of foolishness is God's wrath; blindness and pain are not His wrath, they are trials."
"A trial is a pain that brings mercy; foolishness is a pain that brings a wound."
"What is branded by His seal cannot be remedied by any hand."
"Flee from fools as Jesus fled, for the company of a fool spills much blood."
"Little by little, the air steals the water; in the same way, a fool steals your faith."
"He steals your warmth and gives you coldness, like one who places a stone under his bottom."