Tear Off The Mask. Your Face Is

You Are An Ocean In A Drop Of Dew, All The Universes In A Thin Sack Of Blood. What Are These Pleasures Then, These Joys, These Worlds That You Keep Reaching For, Hoping They Will Make You More Alive?

Set Your Sights On A Place Higher Than Your Eyes Can See.

We Are Born Of Love. Love Is Our Mother.

If All You Can Do Is Crawl, Start Crawling.

The Lovers Of God Never Run Out Of Patience, For They Know That Time Is Needed For The Crescent Moon To Become Full.