Intuition Is The Whisper Of The Soul.

There Is No Tranquility In Ideas.

In Nothingness, There Is Everything, Energy. The Ending Is A Beginning.

Surely, Life Is Not Merely A Job, An Occupation; Life Is Something Extraordinarily Wide And Profound, It Is A Great Mystery, A Vast Realm In Which We Function As Human Beings.

Have You Ever Noticed A Tree Standing Naked Against The Sky, How Beautiful It Is? All Its Branches Are Outlined, And In Its Nakedness There Is A Poem, There Is A Song. Every Leaf Is Gone And It Is Waiting For The Spring. When The Spring Comes, It Again Fills The Tree With The Music Of Many Leaves, Which In Due Season Fall And Are Blown Away. And This Is The Way Of Life.

To Die Every Day To Every Problem, Every Pleasure, And Not Carry Over Any Problem At All; So The Mind Remains Tremendously Attentive, Active, Clear.