You Cannot Learn About Love, Love Appears

When We Practice Loving Kindness And Compassion We Are The First Ones To Profit.

Until The Juice Ferments A While In The Cask, It Isn't Wine. If You Wish Your Heart To Be Bright, You Must Do A Little Work.

Inside The Great Mystery That Is, We Don't Really Own Anything. What Is This Competition We Feel Then, Before We Go, One At A Time, Through The Same Gate?

I Am A Drunkard From Another Kind Of Tavern. I Dance To A Silent Tune. I Am The Symphony Of Stars.

Listen . Keep Silent . You Are Not Gods Mouthpiece. Try To Be An Ear.