Everything In The Universe Is A Pitcher

My Boat Strikes Something Deep. At First Sounds Of Silence, Waves. Nothing Has Happened; Or Perhaps Everything Has Happened. And I Am Sitting In My New Life.

This World's Existence Is One Night Long. There's A Great Lively Gathering That Night, But Some People Sleep Through It.

You Transform All Those Who Are Touched By You.

Inside The Great Mystery That Is, We Don't Really Own Anything. What Is This Competition We Feel Then, Before We Go, One At A Time, Through The Same Gate?

Sit With Lovers And Choose Their State. Do Not Stay Long With Those Who Are Not Living In The Heart.