Close The Language-door, And Open The Love-window

I Died As A Mineral And Became A Plant, I Died As A Plant And Rose To Animal, I Died As An Animal And I Was Man. Why Should I Fear? When Was I Less By Dying?

Don't Be Satisfied With Stories, How Things Have Gone With Others. Unfold Your Own Myth.

Dance Until You Shatter Yourself.

Rub Your Eyes, And Look Again At Love, With Love.

In The Silence Between Your Heartbeat Bides A Summons. Do You Hear It? Name It If You Must, Or Leave It Forever Nameless, But Why Pretend It Is Not There?