Forgetfulness Is A Form Of Freedom.

The First Glance From The Eyes Of The Beloved Is Like The Spirit That Moved Upon The Face Of The Waters, Giving Birth To Heaven And Earth.

As The Strings Of A Lute Are Apart Though They Quiver The Same Music.

Vain Are The Beliefs And Teachings That Make Man Miserable, And False Is The Goodness That Leads Him Into Sorrow And Despair, For It Is Man's Purpose To Be Happy On This Earth And Lead The Way To Felicity And Preach Its Gospel Wherever He Goes. He Who Does Not See The Kingdom Of Heaven In This Life Will Never See It In The Coming Life. We Came Not Into This Life By Exile, But We Came As Innocent Creatures Of God, To Learn How To Worship The Holy And Eternal Spirit And Seek The Hidden Secrets Within Ourselves From The Beauty Of Life.

He Alone Is Great Who Turns The Voice Of The Wind Into A Song Made Sweeter By His Own Loving.

But Now I Have Learned To Listen To Silence. To Hear Its Choirs Singing The Song Of Ages, Chanting The Hymns Of Space, And Disclosing The Secrets Of Eternity.