What You Have Despised In Yourself As

Asleep Or Awake, Writing Or Reading, Whatever You Do, You Must Never Be Without The Remembrance Of God.

Clean Out Your Ears, Don't Listen For What You Already Know.

This Place Is A Dream. Only A Sleeper Considers It Real. Then Death Comes Like Dawn, And You Wake Up Laughing At What You Thought Was Your Grief.

Don't Run Away From Grief, O’ Soul/ Look For The Remedy Inside The Pain/ Because The Rose Came From The Thorn/ And The Ruby Came From A Stone.

Humble Yourself, You’ll Grow Greater Than The World.your Self Will Be Revealed To You, Without You.