You The One In All, Say Who

Free Of Who I Was, Free Of Presence, Free Of Dangerous Fear, Hope, Free Of Mountainous Wanting.

This Is Enough Was Always True. We Just Haven't Seen It.

Pain Is A Treasure, For It Contains Mercies.

Purify Yourself From The Attributes Of Self, So That You May See Your Own Pure, Untarnished Essence.

I Have Been So Naughted In Thy Love's Existence That My Nonexistence Is A Thousand Times Sweeter Than My Existence