Sorrow Is Too Great To Exist In

Between What Is Said And Not Meant, And What Is Meant And Not Said, Most Of Love Is Lost.

Yet The Timeless In You Is Aware Of Life's Timelessness, And Knows That Yesterday Is But Today's Memory And Tomorrow Is Today's Dream. And That That Which Sings And Contemplates In You Is Still Dwelling Within The Bounds Of That First Moment Which Scattered The Stars Into Space. Who Among You Does Not Feel That His Power To Love Is Boundless? And Yet Who Does Not Feel That Very Love, Though Boundless, Encompassed Within The Centre Of His Being, And Moving Not From Love Thought To Love Thought, Nor From Love Deeds To Other Love Deeds? And Is Not Time Even As Love Is, Undivided And Paceless?

You Shall Be Held Down By The Chains Of Your Own Judgment.

Your Pain Is The Breaking Of The Shell That Encloses Your Understanding.

Humanity Is A River Of Light Running From The Ex-eternity To Eternity.