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What Strange Beings We Are! That Sitting In Hell At The Bottom Of The Dark, We're Afraid Of Our Own Immortality.

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.

Behead Yourself!... Dissolve Your Whole Body Into Vision: Become Seeing, Seeing, Seeing!

Nothing Can Help Me But That Beauty. There Was A Dawn I Remember When My Soul Heard Something From Your Soul. I Drank Water From Your Spring And Felt The Current Take Me.

I Said: What About My Eyes? God Said: Keep Them On The Road. I Said: What About My Passion? God Said: Keep It Burning. I Said: What About My Heart? God Said: Tell Me What You Hold Inside It? I Said: Pain And Sorrow? He Said: Stay With It. The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You.