Be With Those Who Help Your Being.

Greed Makes Man Blind And Foolish, And Makes Him An Easy Prey For Death.

All Day I Think About It, Then At Night I Say It. Where Did I Come From, And What Am I Supposed To Be Doing? I Have No Idea. My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I’m Sure Of That,and I Intend To End Up There. Who Looks Out With My Eyes? What Is The Soul? I Cannot Stop Asking. If I Could Taste One Sip Of An Answer, I Could Break Out Of This Prison For Drunks. I Didn’t Come Here Of My Own Accord, And I Can’t Leave That Way. Whoever Brought Me Here, Will Have To Take Me Home.

You Had Better Run From Me. My Words Are Fire.

Lots Of Ways To Reach God, I Chose Love.

Pain Is A Treasure, For It Contains Mercies.