All Things Are Poisons. It Is Simply

We Do Not Know It Because We Are Fooling Away Our Time With Outward And Perishing Things, And Are Asleep In Regard To That Which Is Real Within Ourself.

Time Is A Brisk Wind, For Each Hour It Brings Something New... But Who Can Understand And Measure Its Sharp Breath, Its Mystery And Its Design?

Dreams Must Be Heeded And Accepted. For A Great Many Of Them Come True.

Truly It Has Been Said That There Is Nothing New Under The Sun, For Knowledge Is Revealed And Is Submerged Again, Even As A Nation Rises And Falls. Here Is A System, Tested Throughout The Ages, But Lost Again And Again By Ignorance Or Prejudice, In The Same Way That Great Nations Have Risen And Fallen And Been Lost To History Beneath The Desert Sands And In The Ocean Depths.

He Who Knows Nothing, Loves Nothing. He Who Can Do Nothing Understands Nothing. He Who Understands Nothing Is Worthless.