There Is No Person Without A World.

Sometimes I Dream A Sentence And Write It Down. It’s Usually Nonsense, But Sometimes It Seems A Key To Another World.

We Participate In The Creation Of The World By Decreating Ourselves.

When An Ecstatic Is Asked The Question, What Is It That Love Dares The Self To Do? She Will Answer: Love Dares The Self To Leave Itself Behind, To Enter Into Poverty.

Here We Go Mother On The Shipless Ocean. Pity Us, Pity The Ocean, Here We Go.

Give Me A World, You Have Taken The World I Was.