Come To The Root Of

I Was Once Like You, Enlightened And "rational", I Too Scoffed At Lovers, Now I Am Drunk, Crazed, Thin With Misery. No One Is Safe! Watch Out.

Keep Your Intelligence White Hot And Your Grief Glistening“ So Your Life Will Stay Fresh.

Cease Looking For Flowers! There Blooms A Garden In Your Own Home. While You Look For Trinkets The Treasure House Awaits You In Your Own Being.

We Are As Pieces Of Chess Engaged In Victory And Defeat!

If All The Harps In The World Were Burned Down, Still Inside The Heart There Will Be Hidden Music Playing.