At The End Of My Life, With

When The World Pushes You To Your Knees, You're In The Perfect Position To Pray.

And So It Is, That Both The Devil And The Angelic Spirit Present Us With Objects Of Desire To Awaken Our Power Of Choice.

There Are Many Languages In The World; In Meaning All Are The Same. If You Break The Cups, Water Will Be Unified And Will Flow Together.

We Are The Mirror, As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste Of Eternity This Minute. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. Soul Of The World, No Life, Nor World Remain, No Beautiful Women And Men Longing. Only This Ancient Love Circling The Holy Black Stone Of Nothing. Where The Lover Is The Loved, The Horizon And Everything Within It.

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey!