I Have Been A Seeker And I

Don't Be Satisfied With Stories, How Things Have Gone With Others. Unfold Your Own Myth.

I Can't Stop Pointing To The Beauty. Every Moment And Place Says, 'put This Design In Your Carpet!'

Lovers O Lovers, Lovers It Is Time To Set Out From The World. I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depths Of The Stars. Our Camel Driver Is At Work; The Caravan Is Being Readied. He Asks That We Forgive Him For The Disturbance He Has Caused Us, He Asks Why We Travellers Are Asleep. Everywhere The Murmur Of Departure; The Stars, Like Candles Thrust At Us From Behind Blue Veils, And As If To Make The Invisible Plain, A Wondrous People Have Come Forth.

When We Talk About God, We’re Like A School Of Fish, Discussing The Possible Existence Of The Sea.

New Organs Of Perception Come Into Being As A Result Of Necessity. Therefore, O Man, Increase Your Necessity, So That You May Increase Your Perception.