There Is Only One Search: Wandering... No

Inside The Great Mystery That Is, We Don't Really Own Anything. What Is This Competition We Feel Then, Before We Go, One At A Time, Through The Same Gate?

Once You Conquer Your Selfish Self, All Your Darkness Will Change To Light.

The Interpretation That Makes You Ardent And Hopeful And Active And Reverent Is The True One.

You Suppose You Are The Trouble But You Are The Cure You Suppose That You Are The Lock On The Door But You Are The Key That Opens It It's Too Bad That You Want To Be Someone Else You Don't See Your Own Face, Your Own Beauty Yet, No Face Is More Beautiful Than Yours.

Silence Is An Ocean. Speech Is A River. When The Ocean Is Searching For You, Don't Walk Into The Language-river. Listen To The Ocean, And Bring Your Talky Business To An End. Traditional Words Are Just Babbling In That Presence, And Babbling Is A Substitute For Sight.