We Are All The Same ... All

If You Knew Yourself For Even One Moment, If You Could Just Glimpse Your Most Beautiful Face, Maybe You Wouldn’t Slumber So Deeply In That House Of Clay. Why Not Move Into Your House Of Joy And Shine Into Every Crevice! For You Are The Secret Treasure-bearer, And Always Have Been. Didn’t You Know?

When You Eventually See Through The Veils To How Things Really Are, You Will Keep Saying Again And Again, This Is Certainly Not Like We Thought It Was.

The Cure For Pain Is In The Pain.

Flow Down And Down In Always Widening Rings Of Being.

I Said, “i Just Want To Know You And Then Disappear.” She Said, “knowing Me Does Not Mean Dying.