They Are The Privileged Lovers Who Create

What Does This Patch-sewing Mean You Ask? Eating And Drinking. The Heavy Cloak Of The Body Is Always Getting Torn. You Patch It With Food And Other Ego-satisfactions.

Look At These Worlds Spinning Out Of Nothingness. That Is Within Your Power.

He Whose Intellect Overcomes His Lust Is Higher Than The Angels; He Whose Lust Overcomes His Intelligence Is Less Than An Animal.

You're Not A Drop In The Ocean. You Are The Entire Ocean In A Drop.

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky