We All Face Death In The End.

God Turns You From One Feeling To Another And Teaches By Means Of Opposites So That You Will Have Two Wings To Fly, Not One.

Listen . Keep Silent . You Are Not Gods Mouthpiece. Try To Be An Ear.

Be Suspicious Of What You Want.

This Place Is A Dream. Only A Sleeper Considers It Real. Then Death Comes Like Dawn, And You Wake Up Laughing At What You Thought Was Your Grief.

Through Love The Devil Becomes An Angel. Through Love Stones Become Soft As Butter. Through Love Grief Is Like Delight. Through Love Demons Become The Servants Of God.