What Is The Body? That Shadow Of

Plant The Love Of The Holy Ones Within Your Spirit; Don't Give Your Heart To Anything, But The Love Of Those Whose Hearts Are Glad.

If All The Harps In The World Were Burned Down, Still Inside The Heart There Will Be Hidden Music Playing.

Revile Those Who Flatter You.

God Has Allowed Some Magical Reversal To Occur, So That You See The Scorpion Pit As An Object Of Desire, And All The Beautiful Expanse Around It As Dangerous And Swarming With Snakes.

Oh, Bird Of My Soul, Fly Away Now, For I Possess A Hundred Fortified Towers.