The Thought Of A Limit To Perceptual

The Westerners Have Lost The Vision Of Heaven, They Go Hunting For The Pure Spirit In The Belly. The Pure Soul Takes Not Color And Scent From The Body, And Communism Has Nothing To Do Save With The Body.

But Only A Brief Moment Is Granted To The Brave One Breath Or Two, Whose Wage Is The Long Nights Of The Grave.

Words, Without Power, Is Mere Philosophy.

The Soul Is Neither Inside Nor Outside The Body; Neither Proximate To Nor Separate From It.

Life Is A Struggle And Not A Matter Of Privilege. It Is Nothing But One's Knowledge Of The Temporal And The Spiritual World.