Humanity Does Not Know Where To Go

Sometimes At Night I Light A Lamp So As Not To See.

I Am Chained To The Earth To Pay For The Freedom Of My Eyes.

The Real "it Is Well" Is Something I Say From The Ground, Having Fallen.

I Love You As You Are, But Do Not Tell Me How That Is.

Suffering Is Above, Not Below. And Everyone Thinks That Suffering Is Below. And Everyone Wants To Rise.