Truth Is Something Which Can't

We Don't Have A Language For The Senses. Feelings Are Images, Sensations Are Like Musical Sounds.

The Risk It Takes To Remain Tight Inside The Bud Is More Painful Than The Risk It Takes To Blossom. We Don't See Things As They Are, We See Them As We Are.

Your Eyes Make Me Shy

If You Can't Create, You Destroy.

The Suppression Of Inner Patterns In Favor Of Patterns Created By Society Is Dangerous To Us.