Whether One Moves Slowly Or

We Are The Fingertips Of Blind Illusion, You Are The Absolute Cause Of Causes.

Dear Soul, Don't Set A High Value On Someone Before They Deserve It; You Either Lose Them Or Ruin Yourself...!

All Day I Think About It, Then At Night I Say It. Where Did I Come From, And What Am I Supposed To Be Doing? I Have No Idea. My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I'm Sure Of That, And I Intend To End Up There.

Love Is An Endless Ocean, With No Beginning Or End. Imagine, A Suspended Ocean, Riding On A Cushion Of Ancient Secrets.

Journeys Bring Power And Love Back Into You. If You Can't Go Somewhere, Move In The Passageways Of The Self. They Are Like Shafts Of Light, Always Changing, And You Change When You Explore Them.