In The Blackest Of Your Moments, Wait

How Will You Know The Difficulties Of Being Human, If You Are Always Flying Off To Blue Perfection? Where Will You Plant Your Grief Seeds? Workers Need Ground To Scrape And Hoe, Not The Sky Of Unspecified Desire.

We Are All The Same ... All The Same... Longing To Find Our Way Back ... Back To The One ... Back To The Only One!

I Have Blossomed So Much, I Am The Envy Of The Gardens.

Heart Be Brave. If You Cannot Be Brave, Just Go. Love's Glory Is Not A Small Thing.

The Testing Of Good And Bad Is In Order That The Gold May Boil And Bring The Scum To The Top.