All Religions. All This Singing. One Song.

Know That The Outward Form Passes Away, But The World Of Reality Remains Forever. How Long Will You Play At Loving The Shape Of The Jug? Leave The Jug; Go, Seek The Water!

Don't Seek The Water; Get Thirst.

We Can't Help Being Thirsty, Moving Toward The Voice Of Water. Milk Drinkers Draw Close To The Mother. Muslims, Christians, Jews, Buddhists, Hindus, Shamans, Everyone Hears The Intelligent Sound And Moves With Thirst To Meet It.

When You Have Indulged A Lust, Your Wing Drops Off; You Become Lame, Abandoned By A Fantasy. …people Fancy They Are Enjoying Themselves, But They Are Really Tearing Out Their Wings For The Sake Of An Illusion.

He Is A Letter To Everyone. You Open It. It Says, Live.