The nature of a thing, called cancer, or any other thing called by any other name, illusionalistically separated from the spirit of a thing called cancer, […]
The Mixed Multitude (Poem 62)
The vine trimmed and tamed once again sets the wander of the few to become the many For it is branches that extend the offering that […]
Proverb #29
Covet the sound, and the silence of hearing and knowing ALL, is broken.
These given five … are taken now (Poem 54)
There is notion atop this hill far more splendid than any rehearsed below here Desire drew my glance but the wind sent a sound to invite […]
Proverb #60
Precepts never divulge the hidden and complete story; they merely unlock the door that the mystery may be sounded.