There Is An Original Inside

Each Has To Enter The Nest Made By The Other Imperfect Bird.

The Radiant One In Me Has Never Said A Word.

As For Us, He Has Appointed The Job Of Permanent Unemployment. If He Wanted Us To Work, After All, He Would Not Have Created This Wine. With A Skinfull Of This, Sir, Would You Rush Out To Commit Economics?

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey!

Sit Quietly And Listen For A Voice That Will Say, "be More Silent." As That Happens, Your Soul Starts To Revive.