Love Is Action. It's Clear,

Lack Of Understanding Is Always Painful.

The Ego Is Terrified Of The Truth. And The Truth Is That The Ego Doesn't Exist.

In The Fall, You Don't Grieve Because The Leaves Are Falling And Dying. You Say, "isn't It Beautiful!" Well, We're The Same Way. There Are Seasons. We All Fall Sooner Or Later. It's All So Beautiful. And Our Concepts, Without Investigation, Keep Us From Knowing This. It's Beautiful To Be A Leaf, To Be Born, To Fall, To Give Way To The Next, To Become Food For The Roots. It's Life, Always Changing Its Form And Always Giving Itself Completely. We All Do Our Part. No Mistake.

Who I Believed Myself To Be Was A Hopeless Case. I Would Wake Up In The Mornings And Notice I Was Still Alive And Breathing And Hate God, Hate Myself, Hate Life, And Contemplate Ways Of Killing Myself.

People Try So Hard To Let Go Of Their Negative Behaviors And Thoughts, And It Doesn't Work, Or It Works Only For A Short Time. I Didn't Let Go Of My Negative Thoughts; I Questioned Them, And Then They Let Go Of Me, And So Did My Addictions And Depression.