Moonlight Floods The Whole Sky From Horizon

Lovers Move Like Lightning And Wind. No Contest. Theologians Mumble, Rumble-dumble, Necessity And Free Will, While Lover And Beloved Pull Themselves Into Each Other.

No Better Love Than Love With No Objective, No More Satisfying Work Than Work With No Purpose. If You Could Give Up Tricks And Cleverness, That Would Be The Cleverest Trick!

Where Lowland Is, That's Where Water Goes. All Medicine Wants Is Pain To Cure.

Sometimes We Plan A Trip To One Place, But Something Takes Us To Another

Criticism Polishes My Mirror.