No One Can Tell If I’m Laughing

We Are Tasting The Taste Of Eternity This Minute.

If All You Can Do Is Crawl, Start Crawling.

Be Full Of Sorrow, That You May Become Hill Of Joy; Weep, That You May Break Into Laughter.

For Hundreds Of Thousands Of Years I Have Been Dust-grains Floating And Flying In The Will Of The Air, Often Forgetting Ever Being In That State, But In Sleep I Migrate Back.

Friendship Of The Wise Is Good; A Wise Enemy Is Better Than A Foolish Friend.