Behead Yourself!... Dissolve Your Whole

The Middle Path Is The Way To Wisdom

In The Desire Of The One To Know Himself, We Exist.

Your Defects Are The Ways That Glory Gets Manifested ... That's Where The Light Enters You.

There's No One With Intelligence In This Town Except That Man Over There Playing With The Children, The One Riding The Stick Horse. He Has Keen, Fiery Insight And Vast Dignity Like The Night Sky, But He Conceals It In The Madness Of Child's Play.

Inside You There's An Artist You Don't Know About.