The Here-and-now Mountain Is A Tiny Piece

Love Said To Me, There Is Nothing That Is Not Me. Be Silent.

I See My Beauty In You.

Everyone Sees The Unseen In Proportion To The Clarity Of His Heart, And That Depends Upon How Much He Has Polished It. Whoever Has Polished It More Sees More - More Unseen Forms Become Manifest To Him.

In Fact, I Am Aware Of The Fake Entities In My Life. I Know That I Can Clear Them If I Wanted To In A Moment. But All This Hollowness Needs My Sincerity.

For The Thirst To Possess Your Love, Is Worth My Blood A Hundred Times.