Snake's poison is life to the snake; it is in relation to man that it means "death.
Thinking gives off smoke to prove the existence of fire. A mystic sits inside the burning. There are wonderful shapes in rising smoke that imagination loves to watch. But it's a mistake to leave the fire for that filmy sight. Stay here at the flame's core.
Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.
We cannot steal the fire. We must enter it.
Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something else.
Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it. It will turn to gold. Resurrection will be now. Every moment, a new beauty.