We Can't Help Being Thirsty, Moving Toward

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.

This Is A Subtle Truth. Whatever You Love, You Are.

Love Is The Treasure The Temple Of Love Is Not Love Itself; True Love Is The Treasure, Not The Walls About It. Do Not Admire The Decoration, But Involve Yourself In The Essence, The Perfume That Invades And Touches You- The Beginning And The End. Discovered, This Replaces All Else, The Apparent And The Unknowable. Time And Space Are Slaves To This Presence.

Be Relentless In Your Looking, Because You Are The One You Seek.

Disharmony Prevails When You Confuse Lust With Love, While The Distance Between The Two Is Endless!