The Cure For Pain Is In The

Move Outside The Tangle Of Fear-thinking. Live In Silence.

My Lips Got Lost On The Way To The Kiss - That's How Drunk I Was.

Tis Easy To Break An Idol, Very Easy: To Regard The Self As Easy To Subdue Is Folly, Folly.

They Try To Say What You Are, Spiritual Or Sexual? They Wonder About Solomon And All His Wives. In The Body Of The World, They Say, There Is A Soul And You Are That. But We Have Ways Within Each Other That Will Never Be Said By Anyone.

Those Who Practice Love Have Neither Religion Or Status.