Yours Is The Energy That Makes Your

I Stand Upon A Block Of Stillness. It Is More Secure Than Any Sidewalk. I Bring With Me My Own Sidewalk.

The Human Personality Has No Limitations Except Those Which It Accepts.

If Toes Had Eyes, Then I Could See How My Feet Know Where To Go, But Toes Are Blind. And How Is It That My Tongue Speaks Words It Cannot Hear? Because For All Its Eloquence, The Tongue Itself Is Deaf, And Flaps In Soundlessness.

Therefore, As Always, Make Of This Voice What You Choose To Make Of It. Make Of Me What You Choose To Make Of Me, But Recognize Within Yourselves The Vitality Of Your Being. And Look To No Man Or No Idea Or No Woman Or No Dogma, But The Vitality Of Your Own Being, And Trust It. And That Which Offends Your Soul, Turn Away From, But Trust Yourself.

You Are Given The Gifts Of The Gods; You Create Your Reality According To Your Beliefs.