When A Man Makes Up A Story

Inside The Great Mystery That Is, We Don't Really Own Anything. What Is This Competition We Feel Then, Before We Go, One At A Time, Through The Same Gate?

Come Out Of The Circle Of Time And Into The Circle Of Love.

Love Is The Reality, And Poetry Is The Drum.

Do Not Sit Long With A Sad Friend. When You Go To A Garden Do You Look At The Weeds? Spend More Time With The Roses And Jasmines.

Take Sips Of This Pure Wine Being Poured. Don't Mind That You've Been Given A Dirty Cup.