Anyone Who Knows Me, Should Learn To

Know Then That The Body Is Merely A Garment. Go Seek The Wearer, Not The Cloak.

My Beloved Grows Right Out Of My Own Heart. How Much More Union Can There Be.

Reality Is Blocked By Form And Image.

Nothing Can Nourish The Soul But Light.

Bring The Pure Wine Of Love And Freedom. But Sir, A Tornado Is Coming. More Wine, We'll Teach This Storm A Thing Or Two About Whirling.