Dancing Is When You Rise Above Both

You Have To Keep Breaking Your Heart Until It Opens.

The Time Has Come To Turn Your Heart Into A Temple Of Fire.

There Is A Light Seed Grain Inside. You Fill It With Yourself, Or It Dies.

Walk To The Well. Turn As The Earth And The Moon Turn, Circling What They Love. Whatever Circles Comes From The Center.

In The Desire Of The One To Know Himself, We Exist.