Compassion allows us to accept everything. That's why there's always a tear in the eye of the Buddha that no one sees, for the pain and suffering of others.

Love makes you wise. Love unites. Pain divides. Hate divides even more. Hate separates and brings us down to a very physical plane. Love elevates us to a plane of spirit.

I personally don't subscribe to any particular cosmology or beleif system. I'm a seer.

The music is used as a backdrop. I take the kundalini and I play against the notes with it. I do a light show inwardly and outwardly with the vortexes of energy as you sit there. It's no big deal. It's just what I do.

Step beyond your role as a perceiver, merge everything into the flux.

The body comes and goes. This life, my friend, will come and go. It is a fleeting moment, an impulse in an eternal reality.

Death is simply a change in perception. It is not an end to perception as a finite being.