All Language Is A Longing For Home.

Who Says The Eternal Being Does Not Exist? Who Says The Sun Has Gone Out? Someone Who Climbs Up On The Roof And Closes His Eyes Tight, And Says, I Don't See Anything.

My Souls Sits In Silence, And Then Asks Again, Where Are You In All Of This?

Keep On Knocking 'til The Joy Inside Opens A Window Look To See Who's There

Look At These Worlds Spinning Out Of Nothingness. That Is Within Your Power.

Seek Passion, Seek Passion, Seek Passion!