What A Joy, To Travel The Way

We Are The Mirror, As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste Of Eternity This Minute. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. Soul Of The World, No Life, Nor World Remain, No Beautiful Women And Men Longing. Only This Ancient Love Circling The Holy Black Stone Of Nothing. Where The Lover Is The Loved, The Horizon And Everything Within It.

Tomorrow You'll Be Brave, You Say? Fool! Dive Today.

Some Huge Work Goes On Growing. How Could One Person´s Words Matter? Where You Walk Heads Pop From The Ground. What Is One Seed Head Compared To You? On My Death Day I´ll Know The Answer. I Have Cleared This House, So That Your Work Can, When It Comes, Fill Every Room. I Slide Like An Empty Boat Pulled Over The Water.

Flow Down And Down In Always Widening Rings Of Being.

Knowledge That Is Acquired Is Not Like This. Those Who Have It Worry If Audiences Like It Or Not. It's A Bait For Popularity. Disputational Knowing Wants Customers. It Has No Soul... The Only Real Customer Is God. Chew Quietly Your Sweet Sugarcane God-love, And Stay Playfully Childish.