They Say 'he Cannot Be Found'. Something

The Soul Is A Stranger Trying To Find A Home Somewhere That Is Not A Where.

Both Light And Shadow Are The Dance Of Love.

This Is Not A Day For Asking Questions, Not A Day On Any Calendar. This Day Is Conscious Of Itself. This Day Is A Lover, Bread, And Gentleness, More Manifest Than Saying Can Say.

Very Little Grows On Jagged Rock. Be Ground. Be Crumbled, So Wildflowers Will Come Up Where You Are.

You Have Forgotten The One Who Doesn't Care About Ownership, Who Doesn't Try To Turn A Profit From Every Human Exchange.