We Are As The Flute, And The

Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

Creatures Are Cups. The Sciences And The Arts And All Branches Of Knowledge Are Inscriptions Around The Outside Of The Cups. When A Cup Shatters, The Writing Can No Longer Be Read. The Wine's The Thing! The Wine That's Held In The Mold Of These Physical Cups. Drink The Wine And Know What Lasts And What To Love. The Man Who Truly Asks Must Be Sure Of Two Things: One, That He's Mistaken In What He's Doing Or Thinking Now. And Two, That There Is A Wisdom He Doesn't Know Yet. Asking Is Half Of Knowing.

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.

The Fluteplayer Puts Breath Into A Flute, And Who Makes The Music? Not The Flute. The Fluteplayer!

Like A Shadow, I Am And I Am Not.