What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible.

Should we say the self, once perceived, becomes the soul?

The damage of teaching: the constant contact with the undeveloped.

The self says, I am; The heart says, I am less; The spirit says, you are Nothing.

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go.

God bless the roots! Body and soul are one.

May my silences become more accurate.