O Maternal Earth Which Rocks The Fallen

Beware Of The Man Who Rises To Power From One Suspender.

The Mind Sees The World As A Thing Apart, And The Soul Makes The World At One With Itself. A Mirror Scratched Reflects No Image— And This Is The Silence Of Wisdom.

The Soul Of The River Had Entered My Soul, And The Gathered Power Of My Soul Was Moving So Swiftly, It Seemed To Be At Rest Under Cities Of Cloud And Under Spheres Of Silver And Changing Worlds Until I Saw A Flash Of Trumpets Above The Battlements Over Time!

Work For Your Own Soul's Sake.

To Love Is To Find Your Own Soul Through The Soul Of The Beloved One.