You Have Forgotten The One Who Doesn't

Return From Existence To Nonexistence. You Are Seeking The Lord And You Belong To Him. Nonexistence Is A Place Of Income; Flee It Not. This Existence Of More And Less Is A Place Of Expenditure.

I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.

The Soul Lives There In The Silent Breath.

Let Your Throat-song Be Clear And Strong Enough To Make An Emperor Fall Full-length Suppliant, At The Door.

Revile Those Who Flatter You.