You Knock At The Door Of Reality.

The Rule That Covers Everything Is: How You Are With Others, Expect That Back.

For Me To Praise Is Interrupting Praise.

Know, Son, That Everything In The Universe Is A Pitcher Brimming With Wisdom And Beauty, The Universe Is A Drop Of The 'tigris Of His Beauty, This Beauty Was A Hidden Treasure So Full It Burst Open And Made The Earth More Radiant Than The Heavens.

What Does This Patch-sewing Mean You Ask? Eating And Drinking. The Heavy Cloak Of The Body Is Always Getting Torn. You Patch It With Food And Other Ego-satisfactions.

When Love First Tasted The Lips Of Being Human, It Started Singing.