No More Words. In The Name Of

Ignore Those That Make You Fearful And Sad, That Degrade You Back Towards Disease And Death.

Not Christian Or Jew Or Muslim, Not Hindu, Buddhist, Sufi, Or Zen. Not Any Religion Or Cultural System. I Am Not From The East Or The West, Not Out Of The Ocean Or Up From The Ground, Not Natural Or Ethereal, Not Composed Of Elements At All. I Do Not Exist, Am Not An Entity In This World Or The Next, Did Not Descend From Adam Or Eve Or Any Origin Story. My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless. Neither Body Or Soul. I Belong To The Beloved, Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know, First, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing Human Being.

Feeling Lonely And Ignoble Indicates That You Haven't Been Patient.

What Comes, Will Go. What Is Found, Will Be Lost Again. But What You Are Is Beyond Coming And Going And Beyond Description.

Practice Patience; It Is The Essence Of Praise. Have Patience, For That Is True Worship. No Other Worship Is Worth As Much. Have Patience; Patience Is The Key To All Relief.