Rob A Neighbour With A Smile.

Let There Be Spaces In Your Togetherness

Make Me, Oh God, The Prey Of The Lion, Ere You Make The Rabbit My Prey

Trickery Succeeds Sometimes, But It Always Commits Suicide.

Pity It Is We Drowse Too Soon Pity It Is We Fall Asleep Ere Our Song Encompass The Height Ere Our Hand Inherit The Deep

God Has Placed In Each Soul An Apostle To Lead Us Upon The Illumined Path. Yet Many Seek Life From Without, Unaware That Is Within Them.