Through everything I have passed but nowhere I have been.

You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.

In trying to be perfect, He perfected the art of anonymity, Became imperceptible And arrived nowhere from nowhere.

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing

Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.

Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.

Oblivion cures the old wounds.