Be An Empty Page, Untouched By Words.

God Made The Illusion Look Real And The Real An Illusion !

The Eternal Looked Upon Me For A Moment With His Eye Of Power, And Annihilated Me In His Being, And Become Manifest To Me In His Essence. I Saw I Existed Through Him.

I Want To Sing Like The Birds Sing, Not Worrying About Who Hears Or What They Think.

Once We Were Particles Of Light, Now We Are Beings Of Light, Radiating Love.

We All Face Death In The End. But On The Way, Be Careful Never To Hurt A Human Heart!