God has placed in each soul an apostle to lead us upon the illumined path. Yet many seek life from without, unaware that is within them.

Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.

When you feel Jealousy is a sign that Love should have each other

The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.

If aught I have said is truth, that truth shall reveal itself in a clearer voice, and in words more kin to your thoughts.