In Real Existence There Is Only Unity.

There’s A Morning When Presence Comes Over Your Soul. You Sing Like A Rooster In Your Earth-colored Shape. Your Heart Hears And, No Longer Frantic, Begins To Dance.

If You Have Not Learned To Be A Passionate Lover, Do Not Count Your Life As Lived. On The Day Of Reckoning, It Will Not Be Counted.

Gamble Everything For Love, If You Are A True Human Being. If Not, Leave This Gathering. Half-heartedness Doesn’t Reach Into Majesty.

Open The Window Of Your Heart And Let The Spirit Speak

Botha Swimmer And A Drowned Man Are In The Water; The Latter Is Borne By The Water And Controlled By It, While The Swimmer Is Borne Along By His Own Power And Of His Own Volition. Every Movement Made By The Drowned Man - Indeed, Every Act And Word That Issue From Him - Comes From The Water, Not From Him... The Saints Are Like This. They Have Died Before Death.