A cloudburst doesn't last all day. . .
And so my music, it doesn't matter if I did it 20 years ago or if I did it tomorrow. It doesn't go with trends. My trousers don't get wider and tighter every six months. My music just stays what it is, and that's the way I like it.
Once you realize something, then you can't pretend you don't know it any more.
Without going out of my door I can know all things on Earth.
...won't you give some bread to get the starving fed
There's a fire that burns away the lies, manifesting in the spiritual eye.