I Am Sunlight Slicing The Dark.

Each And Every Part Of The World Is A Snare For The Fool And A Means Of Deliverance For The Wise.

Because I Cannot Sleep I Make Music At Night.

The World Is Nothing But A Moment.

Neither This Body Am I, Nor Soul, Nor These Fleeting Images Passing By, Nor Concepts And Thoughts, Mental Images, Nor Yet Sentiments And The Psyche's Labyrinth. Who Then Am I? A Consciousness Without Origin, Not Born In Time, Nor Begotten Here Below. I Am That Which Was, Is And Ever Shall Be, A Jewel In The Crown Of The Divine Self, A Star In The Firmament Of The Luminous One.

With Every Breath, I Plant The Seeds Of Devotion, I Am A Farmer Of The Heart.