Sometimes Dreams Are Wiser Than Waking.

And When I Breathed, My Breath Was Lightning.

Everything Tries To Be Round.

It Is Hard To Follow One Great Vision In This World Of Darkness And Of Many Changing Shadows. Among Those Men Get Lost.

Hear Me, Four Quarters Of The World-a Relative I Am! Give Me The Strength To Walk The Soft Earth, A Relative To All That Is! Give Me The Eyes To See And The Strength To Understand, That I May Be Like You. With Your Power Only Can I Face The Winds.

All Things Are Our Relatives; What We Do To Everything, We Do To Ourselves. All Is Really One.