Let Your Home Be You Mast And

Verily The Kindness That Gazes Upon Itself In A Mirror Turns To Stone, And A Good Deed That Calls Itself By Tender Names Becomes The Parent To A Curse.

We Fear Death, Yet We Long For Slumber And Beautiful Dreams.

Man Is Like The Foam Of The Sea, That Floats Upon The Surface Of The Water. When The Wind Blows, It Vanishes, As If It Had Never Been. Thus Are Our Lives Blown Away By Death.

The Silence Of The Envious Is Too Noisy.

Humanity Looks Upon Jesus The Nazarene As A Poor-born Who Suffered Misery And Humiliation With All Of The Weak. And He Is Pitied, For Humanity Believes He Was Crucified Painfully. . . . And All That Humanity Offers To Him Is Crying And Wailing And Lamentation. For Centuries Humanity Has Been Worshiping Weakness In The Person Of The Savior. The Nazarene Was Not Weak! He Was Strong And Is Strong! But The People Refuse To Heed The True Meaning Of Strength.