Love Is The Soul's Light, The Taste

If You #‎ Love Love, Look For Yourself.

Tear Off The Mask. Your Face Is Glorious

You Believe God Is Not There, But He Is, Hidden In The Secret Of The Divine Mystery

Your Defects Are The Ways That Glory Gets Manifested ... That's Where The Light Enters You.

In The Slaughterhouse Of Love, They Kill Only The Best, None Of The Weak Or Deformed. Don't Run Away From This Dying. Whoever's Not Killed For Love Is Dead Meat.