I am weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness.
If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing.
I am so close, I may look distant.
Silence is the sea, and speech is like the river. The sea is seeking you: don't seek the river. Don't turn your head away from the signs offered by the sea.
Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave 'til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.
All religions, all this singing, one song. The differences are just illusion and vanity. The sunโs light looks a little different on this wall than it does on that wall, and a lot different on this other one, but itโs still one light.