Do Not Believe In An Absurdity No

Gratitude Is The Wine For The Soul. Go On. Get Drunk.

All Religions, All This Singing, One Song. The Differences Are Just Illusion And Vanity. The Sun’s Light Looks A Little Different On This Wall Than It Does On That Wall, And A Lot Different On This Other One, But It’s Still One Light.

While The Mind Sees Only Boundaries, Love Knows The Secret Way There.

There’s A Morning When Presence Comes Over Your Soul. You Sing Like A Rooster In Your Earth-colored Shape. Your Heart Hears And, No Longer Frantic, Begins To Dance.

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey To The Ocean Of Meanings.... Leave And Don't Look Away From The Sun As You Go, In Whose Light You're Sometimes Crescent, Sometimes Full.