If You Love Someone, You Are Always

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not Of The East, Nor Of The West.... My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless.

You Must Lance An Ulcer To Heal It. You Must Tear Down Parts Of An Old Building To Restore It, And So It Is With A Sensual Life That Has No Spirit In It.

Patience Is The Key To Joy.

Each Has To Enter The Nest Made By The Other Imperfect Bird.

My Soul Is My Guide, For My Soul Is Of That Abode. I Will Not Speak Of The Earthly. I Am Of The Unknown