It's Not Your Job To Like Me

When I Am Perfectly Clear, What Is Is What I Want.

To Exclude Anything That Appears In Your Universe Is Not Love. Love Joins With Everything. It Doesn't Exclude The Monster. It Doesn't Avoid The Nightmare - It Looks Forward To It.

Maybe Everything We've Ever Done Has Been For Love.

Who Would You Be Without Your Story?

A Lover Of What Is Looks Forward To Everything: Life, Death, Disease, Loss, Earthquakes, Bombs, Anything The Mind Might Be Tempted To Call 'bad.' Life Will Bring Us Everything We Need, To Show Us What We Haven't Undone Yet. Nothing Outside Ourselves Can Make Us Suffer. Except For Our Unquestioned Thoughts, Every Place Is Paradise.