Be Occupied, Then, With What You Really

Look Past Your Thoughts, So You May Drink The Pure Nectar Of This Moment.

Don't Run Away From Grief, O’ Soul/ Look For The Remedy Inside The Pain/ Because The Rose Came From The Thorn/ And The Ruby Came From A Stone.

Nothing Can Nourish The Soul But Light.

Thinking Gives Off Smoke To Prove The Existence Of Fire. A Mystic Sits Inside The Burning. There Are Wonderful Shapes In Rising Smoke That Imagination Loves To Watch. But It's A Mistake To Leave The Fire For That Filmy Sight. Stay Here At The Flame's Core.

I Learned That Every Mortal Will Taste Death. But Only Some Will Taste Life.