The Power Of The World Always Works

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

Everything The Power Of The World Does Is Done In A Circle.

Also, As I Lay There Thinking Of My Vision, I Could See It All Again And Feel The Meaning With A Part Of Me Like A Strange Power Glowing In My Body; But When The Part Of Me That Talks Would Try To Make Words For The Meaning, It Would Be Like Fog And Get Away From Me.

I Looked Below And Saw My People There, And All Were Well And Happy Except One, And He Was Lying Like The Dead - And That One Was Myself.

Behold This Day. It Is Yours To Make.