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There Is A Basket Of Fresh Bread On Your Head, Yet You Go Door To Door Asking For Crusts.

When The Goodwill Of Hearts Is With You, Fountains Of Wisdom Will Begin To Flow From Within Your Own Being.

Innumerable Changes Of Moods Are Yours, And They Are Uncontrolled By You. If You Knew Their Origin, You Would Be Able To Dominate Them. If You Cannot Localize Your Own Changes, How Can You Localize That Which Formed You?

You Have Been Walking The Ocean's Edge, Holding Up Your Robes To Keep Them Dry. You Must Dive Naked Under And Deeper Under, A Thousand Times Deeper. Love Flows Down. The Ground Submits To The Sky And Suffers What Comes. Tell Me, Is The Earth Worse For Giving In Like That? Do Not Put Blankets Over The Drum. Open Completely.

If You Wish For Light, Be Ready To Receive Light.