Be silent, Only the Hand of God Can remove The burdens of your heart.

When you are with everyone but me, you're with no one. When you are with no one but me, you're with everyone. Instead of being so bound up with everyone, be everyone. When you become that many, you're nothing. Empty.

Oh, wandering One, if you are in search of the greatest treasure, don't look outside. Look within, and seek That.

Carry the burden smilingly and cheerfully, because patience is the key to victory.

In this mob of I's inside, which one is me? Hear me out. I know I'm wandering, but don't start putting a lid on this racket. No telling what I'll do then. Every moment I'm thrown by your story. One moment it's happy, and I'm singing. One moment it's sad, and I'm weeping. It turns bitter, and I pull away. But then you spill a little grace, and just like that, I'm all light. It's not so bad, this arrangement, actually.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

Look past your thoughts, so you may drink the pure nectar of This Moment.