The Middle Path Is The Way To

Pilgrimage To The Place Of The Wise Is To Find Escape From The Flame Of Separateness.

My Place Is The Placeless, My Trace Is The Traceless ; 'tis Neither Body Nor Soul, For I Belong To The Soul Of The Beloved. I Have Put Duality Away, I Have Seen That The Two Worlds Are One; One I Seek, One I Know, One I See, One I Call.

If Thou Has Not Seen The Devil, Look At Thine Own Self.

...one Cannot Lodge In If.

The Branch Might Seem Like The Fruit's Origin: In Fact, The Branch Exist Because Of The Fruit.