Why Should I Stay At The Bottom

I Was A Tiny Bug. Now A Mountain. I Was Left Behind. Now Honored At The Head. You Healed My Wounded Hunger And Anger, And Made Me A Poet Who Sings About Joy.

The Eternal Looked Upon Me For A Moment With His Eye Of Power, And Annihilated Me In His Being, And Become Manifest To Me In His Essence. I Saw I Existed Through Him.

Dancing Is When You Rise Above Both Worlds, Tearing Your Heart To Pieces & Giving Up Your Soul

You Dance Inside My Chest, Where No One Sees You.

When The Goodwill Of Hearts Is With You, Fountains Of Wisdom Will Begin To Flow From Within Your Own Being.