In reality, every reality is a veil over reality.

The ocean sleeps. The ocean wakes. And the waking of the ocean is the waking of the soul. At midnight wakefulness springs from within the ocean.

In reality, every reality is a veil over reality.

Death is the protector of life and life is the process of death.

Sleep is a mirror of life in which can be seen the reflection of death.

We wish to become one thing or another, rather we wish to become everything and in this pursuit of becoming everything we only end up becoming idiots.

Investigation after declaration of submission leads astray.