If The Wine Drinker Has A Deep

There Is A City In Which You Find Everything You Desire-handsome People, Pleasures, Ornaments Of Every Kind-all That The Natural Person Craves. However, You Cannot Find A Single Wise Person There.

We Come Spinning Out Of Nothingness, Scattering Stars Like Dust.

In Their Seeking, Wisdom And Madness Are One And The Same. On The Path Of Love, Friend And Stranger Are One And The Same.

The Middle Path Is The Way To Wisdom

There Are Many Ways To The Divine. I Have Chosen The Ways Of Song, Dance, And Laughter.