Anyone who knows me, should learn to know me again; For I am like the Moon, you will see me with new face everyday.

There is a Soul within the Soul. Seek it out. There is a Treasure in your mountain. Seek it Out. A mystic in motion, if that's what you are, don't seek out there; seek inside.

I feel like the earth, astonished at fragrance borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.

How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire.

Appear as you are, or be as you appear.

Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak.

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.