Your Way Begins At The Other Side.

The Water Said To The Dirty One, “come Here.” The Dirty One Said, “i Am Too Ashamed.” The Water Replied, “how Will Your Shame Be Washed Away Without Me?

There Are No Edges To My Loving Now.

I Died From A Mineral And Plant Became, Died From The Plant, Took A Sentient Frame; Died From The Beast, Donned A Human Dress - When By My Dying Did I Ever Grow Less.

Be Drunk With Love, For Love Is All That Exists.

There Is A Community Of The Spirit. Join It, And Feel The Delight Of Walking In The Noisy Street And Being The Noise. Drink All Your Passion, And Be A Disgrace. Close Both Eyes To See With The Other Eye.