Seek the sound that never ceases. Seek the sun that never sets.
When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools, dig a way out through the bottom of the ocean.
The whole business of love is to drown in the sea.
Without love, all worship is a burden, all dancing is a chore, all music is mere noise.
When you lose all sense of self the bonds of a thousands chains will vanish. Lose yourself completely, return to the root of the root of your own soul.
I love myself...I love you. I love you...I love myself.