Ground Yourself, Strip Yourself Down, To Blind

My Religion Is, To Live Through Love.

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.

Work On Your Stony Qualities And Become Resplendent Like The Ruby. Practice Self-denial And Accept Difficulty. Always See Infinite Life In Letting The Self Die. Your Stoniness Will Decrease; Your Ruby Nature Will Grow. The Signs Of Self-existence Will Leave Your Body, And Ecstasy Will Take You Over.

I See My Beauty In You.

Prayer Clears The Mist And Brings Back Peace To The Soul . . .