Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be

When You Lose All Sense Of Self The Bonds Of A Thousands Chains Will Vanish. Lose Yourself Completely, Return To The Root Of The Root Of Your Own Soul.

Because I Cannot Sleep I Make Music At Night.

Submit To Love Without Thinking

Wear Gratitude Like A Cloak And It Will Feed Every Corner Of Your Life.

Counterfeiters Exist Because There Is Such A Thing As Real Gold.