To Live In The Hearts Of Others

For There No Yew Nor Cypress Spread Their Glom But Roses Blossom'd Each Rustic Tomb.

Tis Distance Lends Enchantment To The View, And Robes The Mountain In Its Azure Hue.

O Star-eyed Science, Hast Thou Wander'd There, To Waft Us Home The Message Of Despair?

How Delicious Is The Winning Of A Kiss At Love's Beginning, When Two Mutual Hearts Are Sighing For The Knot There's No Untying!

The Only Thing That Is Fundamental (real) Is Consciousness Itself; All Else Is Virtual- I.e., A Result Of An Exchange Of Information Within Consciousness.