Without The Smile From Partial Beauty Won,

Our Land, The First Garden Of Liberty's Tree-- It Has Been, And Shall Be, The Land Of The Free.

Where The Scriptures Speak, We Speak; Where The Scriptures Are Silent, We Are Silent.

Love! The Surviving Gift Of Heaven, The Choicest Sweet Of Paradise, In Life's Else Bitter Cup Distilled.

It's Not About The Body; You Are Consciousness. That's What You Are. Your Consciousness Is Already Out Of Your Body. You Don't Need To Get Out Of Your Body, You Just Need To Get Into Your Consciousness.

Whose Lines Are Mottoes Of The Heart,whose Truths Electrify The Sage.