Every Moment, The Sunlight Is

Don't Put Blankets Over The Drum! Open Completely. Let Your Spirit Ear Listen To The Green Dome's Passionate Murmur.

I Died From A Mineral And Plant Became, Died From The Plant, Took A Sentient Frame; Died From The Beast, Donned A Human Dress - When By My Dying Did I Ever Grow Less.

You Believe God Is Not There, But He Is, Hidden In The Secret Of The Divine Mystery

Many Of The Faults You See In Others, Dear Reader, Are Your Own Nature Reflected In Them.

The Heart Is Your Student, For Love Is The Only Way We Learn.