Water, Stories, The Body, All The Things

Return From Existence To Nonexistence. You Are Seeking The Lord And You Belong To Him. Nonexistence Is A Place Of Income; Flee It Not. This Existence Of More And Less Is A Place Of Expenditure.

I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.

No More Words. Hear Only The Voice Within.

A Lover Asked His Beloved, Do You Love Yourself More Than You Love Me? Beloved Replied, I Have Died To Myself And I Live For You. I've Disappeared From Myself And My Attributes, I Am Present Only For You. I've Forgotten All My Learnings, But From Knowing You I've Become A Scholar. I've Lost All My Strength, But From Your Power I Am Able. I Love Myself...i Love You. I Love You...i Love Myself.

The Art Of Knowing Is Knowing What To Ignore.