He Is A Letter To Everyone. You

Love Is The Vital Core Of The Soul. And Of All You See, Only Love Is Infinite.

In Real Existence There Is Only Unity.

Why Should I Be Unhappy? Each Parcel Of My Being Is In Full Bloom.

All Day I Think About It, Then At Night I Say It. Where Did I Come From, And What Am I Supposed To Be Doing? I Have No Idea. My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I'm Sure Of That, And I Intend To End Up There.

There Is No Worse Torture Than Knowing Intellectually About Love And The Way.