No.
They would not have known the name of justice if these things were not.
-23
It is wise to hearken, not to me, but to my Word, and to confess that all things are one.
-50

God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, surfeit and hunger; but he takes various shapes, just as fire, when it is mingled with spices, is named according to the savor of each.
-67

Man is called a baby by God, even as a child [is called a baby] by a man.
-79

It is not good for men to get all they wish to get. It is sickness that makes health pleasant; evil,[30] good; hunger, plenty; weariness, rest.
-110 111

Born of shadow bred of night.
Feeds the fear dims the light.
When good ascends I slip below.
A mirrors curse, a hidden foe.
Down I plunge with silent might.
Never rising, shunning light.
What am I never climbing.
Nor Stand at all?

Not a god, not a devil, nor man, or beast, person? Nothing at all.

Light cast shadow, Day a Night, Good a fall.

Query? Where does the wind blow towards and further more where did it come from? Mass forms and entropy follows. Information is inherent is matter? But does it matter? Why write anything to begin with? Pleroma because Kenoma? What fills the void? Why is All of It so? Why why why....
Roses blooming, children are born, two meet causing loneliness to cease. By yourself something did form, a need, an urge, something unignored. What is it? You feel it about yourself and of significant other. It holds the bonds together.

A man lacks understanding.

He lacks perspective.

Why? For the Greater good!

"Sage no!"