God has allowed some magical reversal to occur, so that you see the scorpion pit as an object of desire, and all the beautiful expanse around it as dangerous and swarming with snakes.

You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.

Smiles come best from those who weep.

I come to YOU without ME, come to ME without YOU.

Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it.

This dance is the joy of existence.

If you want money more than anything, you'll be bought and sold. If you have a greed for food, you'll be a loaf of bread. This is a subtle truth: Whatever you love, you are.