This Is A Subtle Truth. Whatever You

Remember, The Entrance Door To The Sanctuary Is Inside You.

Your Longing For Me Is My Message To You, All Your Attempts To Reach Me, Are In Reality My Attempts To Reach You.

We Are Born Of Love. Love Is Our Mother.

For The Water Animals, The Ocean Is Like A Garden; For The Land Animals, It Is Death And Pain.

God Works In Mysterious Ways. Things May Look Good Outwardly, But There May Be Evil Contained Inside. Let No One Be Deluded By Pride That He Himself Has Conceived Good Ideas Or Done Good Deeds. If Everything Were As It Seemed, The Prophet Would Not Have Cried Out With Such Illuminated And Illuminating Perspicacity, Show Me Things As They Are! You Make Things Appear Beautiful When In Reality They Are Ugly; You Make Things Appear Ugly When In Reality They Are Beautiful. Show Us Therefore Each Thing As It Is Lest We Fall Into A Snare And Be Ever Errant.