I know you have a hundred complex cases against God in court, but never mind, let's just get out of this mess.
This place where you are right now, God circled on a map for you.
Only heart to heart can speak the bliss of mystic knowers.
What do sad people have in common? It seems they have all built a shrine to the past and often go there and do a strange wail and worship. What is the beginning of Happiness? It is to stop being so religious like that.
Light will someday split you open
On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built.