My longing for you keeps me in this moment My passion gives me courage
You are dreaming your thirst when the water you want is inside the big vein on your neck.
The Heart of the matter is Soul, nothing else.
Love, the life-giving garden of this world.
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.
The beginning of pride and hatred lies in worldly desire, and the strength of your desire if from habit. When an evil tendency becomes confirmed by habit, rage is triggered when anyone restrains you.