We Come Spinning Out Of Nothingness, Scattering

I Died From A Mineral And Plant Became, Died From The Plant, Took A Sentient Frame; Died From The Beast, Donned A Human Dress - When By My Dying Did I Ever Grow Less.

All People On The Planet Are Children, Except For A Very Few. No One Is Grown Up Except Those Free Of Desire.

I Was Dead, Then Alive. Weeping, Then Laughing. The Power Of Love Came Into Me, And I Became Fierce Like A Lion, Then Tender Like The Evening Star.

The Friend Who Knows A Lot More Than You Do Will Bring Difficulties, And Grief, And Sickness, As Medicine, As Happiness, As The Essence Of The Moment When You're Beaten When You Hear Checkmate, And Can Finally Say, I Trust You To Kill Me.

I Want Your Sun To Reach My Raindrops, So Your Heat Can Raise My Soul Upward Like A Cloud.