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We Are The Mirror As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste This Minute Of Eternity. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours.

The Sun Comes Back Every Day With New And Powerful Secrets.

How Will You Know The Difficulties Of Being Human, If You Are Always Flying Off To Blue Perfection? Where Will You Plant Your Grief Seeds? Workers Need Ground To Scrape And Hoe, Not The Sky Of Unspecified Desire.

Sit With Lovers And Choose Their State. Do Not Stay Long With Those Who Are Not Living In The Heart.

Burdens Are The Foundations Of Ease And Bitter Things The Forerunners Of Pleasure.