Do You Pay Regular Visits To Yourself?

You Are The Truth From Foot To Brow. Now, What Else Would You Like To Know?

Be An Empty Page, Untouched By Words.

When Your Love Contracts In Anger, The Atmosphere Itself Feels Threatening. But When You’re Expansive, No Matter What The Weather, You’re In An Open, Windy Field With Friends.

In The Slaughterhouse Of Love, They Kill Only The Best, None Of The Weak Or Deformed. Don't Run Away From This Dying. Whoever's Not Killed For Love Is Dead Meat.

When You Do Things From Your Soul, You Feel A River Moving In You, A Joy.