This Dance Is The Joy Of Existence.

You Soak Up My Soul And Mingle Me. Each Drop Of My Blood Cries Out To The Earth. We Are Partners, Blended As One.

Whatever Lifts The Corners Of Your Mouth, Trust That

To Love Is To Reach God.

New Organs Of Perception Come Into Being As A Result Of Necessity. Therefore, O Man, Increase Your Necessity, So That You May Increase Your Perception.

You Are The Root Of Heaven, The Morning Star, The Bright Moon, The House Of Endless Love