Whosoever Knoweth The Power Of The Dance,

Reason Is Powerless In The Expression Of Love. Love Alone Is Capable Of Revealing The Truth Of Love And Being A Lover. The Way Of Our Prophets Is The Way Of Truth. If You Want To Live, Die In Love; Die In Love If You Want To Remain Alive.

I Am Your Own Voice Echoing Off The Walls Of God

My Head Is Bursting With The Joy Of The Unknown. My Heart Is Expanding A Thousand Fold.

Make Everything In You An Ear, Each Atom Of Your Being, And You Will Hear At Every Moment What The Source Is Whispering To You...you Are -we All Are-the Beloved Of The Beloved, And In Every Moment, In Every Event Of Your Life , The Beloved Is Whispering To You Exactly What You Need To Hear And Know. Who Can Ever Explain This Miracle? It Simply Is.

You Must Lance An Ulcer To Heal It. You Must Tear Down Parts Of An Old Building To Restore It, And So It Is With A Sensual Life That Has No Spirit In It.