Listen To The Unstruck Sounds, And What

Only Love Itself Can Explain Love And Lovers.

We Alchemists Look For Talent That Can Heat Up And Change. Lukewarm Won't Do. Halfhearted Holding Back, Well-enough Getting By? Not Here.

In The Slaughterhouse Of Love, They Kill Only The Best, None Of The Weak Or Deformed. Don't Run Away From This Dying. Whoever's Not Killed For Love Is Dead Meat.

Your Worst Enemy Is Hiding Within Yourself, And That Enemy Is Your Nafs Or False Ego.

Place A Padlock On Your Throat And Hide The Key.