Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence, you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is. Where they come from never goes dry. It is an always flowing spring.
Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.
The universe and the light of the stars come through me.
The testing of good and bad is in order that the gold may boil and bring the scum to the top.
When you notice a fault in your neighbour, search for the same in yourself.
You are not one you are a Thousand. Just Light your Lantern.