Love Is The Sea Where Intellect Drowns.

We Should Ask God To Help Us Toward Manners. Inner Gifts Do Not Find Their Way To Creatures Without Just Respect.

In The Silence Between Your Heartbeat Bides A Summons. Do You Hear It? Name It If You Must, Or Leave It Forever Nameless, But Why Pretend It Is Not There?

Go My Friend Bestow Your Love Even On Your Enemies If You Touch Their Hearts What Do You Think Will Happen.

Love Is The Way Messengers From The Mystery Tell Us Things

Knowledge That Is Acquired Is Not Like This. Those Who Have It Worry If Audiences Like It Or Not. It's A Bait For Popularity. Disputational Knowing Wants Customers. It Has No Soul... The Only Real Customer Is God. Chew Quietly Your Sweet Sugarcane God-love, And Stay Playfully Childish.