Any Wine Will Get You High. Judge

What Is The Heart? It Is Not Human And It Is Not Imaginary. I Call It You.

Why Struggle To Open A Door Between Us When The Whole Wall Is An Illusion?

Seek Passion, Seek Passion, Seek Passion!

When There's No Sign Of Hope In The Desert, So Much Hope Still Lives Inside Despair. Heart, Don't Kill That Hope.

Neither This Body Am I, Nor Soul, Nor These Fleeting Images Passing By, Nor Concepts And Thoughts, Mental Images, Nor Yet Sentiments And The Psyche's Labyrinth. Who Then Am I? A Consciousness Without Origin, Not Born In Time, Nor Begotten Here Below. I Am That Which Was, Is And Ever Shall Be, A Jewel In The Crown Of The Divine Self, A Star In The Firmament Of The Luminous One.