A Servant Wants To Be Rewarded For

What Draws Friends Together Does Not Conform To The Laws Of Nature.

Love Opens My Chest, And Thought Returns To Its Confines.

People Are Distracted By Objects Of Desire, And Afterwards Repent Of The Lust They've Indulged, Because They Have Indulged With A Phantom And Are Left Even Farther From Reality Than Before. Your Desire For The Illusory Is A Wing, By Means Of Which A Seeker Might Ascend To Reality. When You Have Indulged A Lust, Your Wing Drops Off; You Become Lame And That Fantasy Flees. Preserve The Wing And Don't Indulge Such Lust, So That The Wing Of Desire May Bear You To Paradise. People Fancy They Are Enjoying Themselves, But They Are Really Tearing Out Their Wings For The Sake Of An Illusion.

We Alchemists Look For Talent That Can Heat Up And Change. Lukewarm Won't Do. Halfhearted Holding Back, Well-enough Getting By? Not Here.

The Intellectual Quest Is Exquisite Like Pearls And Coral, But It Is Not The Same As The Spiritual Quest. The Spiritual Quest Is On Another Level Altogether, Spiritual Wine Has A Subtler Taste. The Intellect And The Senses Investigate Cause And Effect. The Spiritual Seeker Surrenders To The Wonder.