You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.

Return from existence to nonexistence. You are seeking the Lord and you belong to him. Nonexistence is a place of income; flee it not. This existence of more and less is a place of expenditure.

Stay with friends who support you in these. Talk with them about sacred texts, and how you are doing, and how they are doing, and keep your practices together.

What can I do my friends, if I do not know? I am neither Christian nor Jew, nor Muslim nor Hindu. What can I do? What can I do? Not of the East, nor of the West, Nor of the land, nor of the sea, Not of nature's essence, nor of circling heavens. What could I be?

Looking up gives light, although at first it makes you dizzy.

You had better run from me. My words are fire.

The armies of the day have chased the army of the night, Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light.