Life Pulls Softly Inside Your Bindings. The

Under The Seams Runs The Pain.

When An Ecstatic Is Asked The Question, What Is It That Love Dares The Self To Do? She Will Answer: Love Dares The Self To Leave Itself Behind, To Enter Into Poverty.

When I Desire You A Part Of Me Is Gone.

They Were Two Superior Eels At The Bottom Of The Tank And They Recognized Each Other Like Italics.

The Self Forms At The Edge Of Desire, And A Science Of Self Arises In The Effort To Leave That Self Behind.