Remember, The Entrance Door To The Sanctuary

Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be Tasted.

What Strange Beings We Are! That Sitting In Hell At The Bottom Of The Dark, We're Afraid Of Our Own Immortality.

Oh My Friend, All That You See Of Me Is A Shell, The Rest Belongs To Love.

Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?

If You Put On Shoes That Are Too Tight And Walk Out Across An Empty Plain, You Will Not Feel The Freedom Of The Place Unless You Take Off Your Shoes. Your Shoe-constriction Has You Confined. At Night Before Sleeping You Take Off The Tight Shoes, And Your Soul Releases Into A Place It Knows. Dreams Glide Deeper.