Your Way Begins At The Other Side.

I Said, O Love, Tell Me This: Does The Lord Know You Are Treating Me This Way? Love Said To Me, Yes He Does, Just Be Totally… Totally… Silent

Everyone Sleeps, Except Lovers, Who Stay Awake, Telling Stories To God

Sadness To Me Is The Happiest Time, When A Shining City Rises From The Ruins Of My Drunken Mind. Those Times When I'm Silent And Still As The Earth, The Thunder Of My Roar Is Heard Across The Universe.

Everyone Is Overridden By Thoughts; That's Why They Have So Much Heartache And Sorrow.

Love Is The House Of God And You Are Living In That House.