Publishing Is In A Kind

I Like To Use The Term Alchemy, Which Is The Soul Of The World, Or Those Of Jung's Collective Unconscious. You Connect With A Space Where Everything Is.

Anyone Who Tries To Imprison Love Will Cut Off The Spring That Feeds It, And The Trapped Water Will Grow Stagnant And Rank.

Only A Fool Makes Threats, And Only Another Fool Feels Threatened.

We Forget That The World Is What We Imagine It To Be. We Stop Being The Sun And Become, Instead, The Pool Of Water Reflecting It.

I Fell Asleep And Dreamed That Life Was Only Happiness. I Woke And Discovered That Life Was Duty. I Did My Duty And Discovered That Life Was Happiness.