Your Defects Are The Ways That Glory

With Each Passing Moment, A Soul Sets Off To Find Itself.

Brother, Stand The Pain. Escape The Poison Of Your Impulses. The Sky Will Bow To Your Beauty, If You Do. Learn To Light The Candle. Rise With The Sun. Turn Away From The Cave Of Your Sleeping. That Way A Thorn Expands To A Rose.

This Is Enough Was Always True. We Just Haven't Seen It.

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

No Better Love Than Love With No Object