A Seeker Of Truth Looks Beyond The

You Already Have The Precious Mixture That Will Make You Well. Use It.

Silence Is The Root Of Everything. If You Spiral Into Its Void A Hundred Voices Will Thunder Messages You Long To Hear.

Make Peace With The Universe. Take Joy In It.

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Love Is The Treasure The Temple Of Love Is Not Love Itself; True Love Is The Treasure, Not The Walls About It. Do Not Admire The Decoration, But Involve Yourself In The Essence, The Perfume That Invades And Touches You- The Beginning And The End. Discovered, This Replaces All Else, The Apparent And The Unknowable. Time And Space Are Slaves To This Presence.