O Leave This Barren Spot To Me!

It's Not About The Body; You Are Consciousness. That's What You Are. Your Consciousness Is Already Out Of Your Body. You Don't Need To Get Out Of Your Body, You Just Need To Get Into Your Consciousness.

Tis Distance Lends Enchantment To The View, And Robes The Mountain In Its Azure Hue.

On The Green Banks Of Shannon, When Sheelah Was Nigh, No Blithe Irish Lad Was So Happy As I, No Harp Like My Own Could So Cheerily Play, And Wherever I Went Was My Poor Dog Tray.

Ye Are Brothers! Ye Are Men! And We Conquer But To Save.

Whose Lines Are Mottoes Of The Heart,whose Truths Electrify The Sage.