Cease Looking For Flowers! There Blooms A

Quit Acting Like A Wolf, And Feel The Shepherd's Love Filling You.

To Become Spiritual, You Must Die To Self, And Come Alive In The Lord. Only Then Will The Mysteries Of God Fall From Your Lips. To Die To Self Through Self-discipline Causes Suffering But Brings You Everlasting Life.

Wisdom Is Like The Rain. Its Source Is Limitless, But It Comes Down According To The Season.

Pour Out Wine Till I Become A Wanderer From Myself; For In Selfhood And Existence I Have Felt Only Fatigue.

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey!