Lamps Are Different, But Light

Whatever Posessions And Objects Of Its Desires The Lower Self May Obtain, It Hangs On To Them, Refusing To Let Them Go Out Of Greed For More, Or Out Of Fear Of Poverty And Need.

Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do. There Are Hundreds Of Ways To Kneel And Kiss The Ground.

Lose Your Soul In God's Love... I Swear There Is No Other Way !

Fling Me Across The Fabric Of Time And The Seas Of Space. Make Me Nothing And From Nothing-everything.

What You Have Despised In Yourself As A Thorn Opens Into A Rose.