The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.

Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast! For when you do, you will see thousands of rose gardens in yourself.

You are not one you are a Thousand. Just Light your Lantern.

LOVE will lay a carpet of treasures under your feet.

For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains floating and flying in the will of the air, often forgetting ever being in that state, but in sleep I migrate back.

When you reach the bottom of the well of your own nature, then you will know that the vileness was from yourself.

What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs.