The Source Is Within You. And This

Feel The Delight Of Walking In The Noisy Street And Being The Noise.

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.

Even Though In The World You Are The Most Learned Scholar Of The Time, Behold The Vanishing Of This World And This Time!

People Want You To Be Happy. Don't Keep Serving Them Your Pain! If You Could Untie Your Wings And Free Your Soul Of Jealousy, You And Everyone Around You Would Fly Up Like Doves.

Oh My Friend, All That You See Of Me Is A Shell, The Rest Belongs To Love.