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Every Rose That Is Sweet-scented Within, That Rose Is Telling Of The Secrets Of The Universal.

If You Could Get Rid Of Yourself Just Once, The Secret Of Secrets Would Open To You. The Face Of The Unknown, Hidden Beyond The Universe Would Appear On The Mirror Of Your Perception.

Knowledge That Is Acquired Is Not Like This. Those Who Have It Worry If Audiences Like It Or Not. It's A Bait For Popularity. Disputational Knowing Wants Customers. It Has No Soul... The Only Real Customer Is God. Chew Quietly Your Sweet Sugarcane God-love, And Stay Playfully Childish.

Have You Ever Gotten Breathless Before From A Beautiful Face, For I See You There, My Dear.

Make Peace With The Universe. Take Joy In It. It Will Turn To Gold. Resurrection Will Be Now. Every Moment, A New Beauty.