What Hurts You, Blesses You. Darkness Is

We Can't Find The Truth Listening To Our Own Voice's Echo. We Can Find Ourselves Only In Someone's Mirror

This World Is In Deep Trouble, From Top To Bottom. But It Can Be Swiftly Healed By The Balm Of Love.

Why Struggle To Open A Door Between Us When The Whole Wall Is An Illusion?

No More Words. In The Name Of This Place We Drink In With Our Breathing, Stay Quiet Like A Flower. So The Nightbirds Will Start Singing.

You Transform All Who Are Touched By You. Mundane Concerns, Troubles, And Sorrows Dissolve In Your Presence, Bringing Joy.