If Destiny Comes To Help You, Love

The Work Of Magic Is This, That It Breathes And At Every Breath Transforms Realities.

Go My Friend Bestow Your Love Even On Your Enemies If You Touch Their Hearts What Do You Think Will Happen.

A Breath Of Love Can Take You All The Way To Infinity

People Are Distracted By Objects Of Desire, And Afterwards Repent Of The Lust They've Indulged, Because They Have Indulged With A Phantom And Are Left Even Farther From Reality Than Before. Your Desire For The Illusory Is A Wing, By Means Of Which A Seeker Might Ascend To Reality. When You Have Indulged A Lust, Your Wing Drops Off; You Become Lame And That Fantasy Flees. Preserve The Wing And Don't Indulge Such Lust, So That The Wing Of Desire May Bear You To Paradise. People Fancy They Are Enjoying Themselves, But They Are Really Tearing Out Their Wings For The Sake Of An Illusion.

You Are A Fountain Of The Sun's Light. I Am A Willow Shadow On The Ground. You Make My Raggedness Silky.