I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I've been knocking from the inside.
Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.
There is little one can say about love. It has to be lived, and it's always in motion.
Seek the wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being.
Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you?
A thief loves the night. I am day. I reveal essences.