THINGS DISAPPEAR

The net is cast for fish, the hook I bait for you. I AM the way, the truth and the life I AM the gate for you to pass beyond the limits Self-imposed where hearts are open, the door is never closed...

All stories are YOUR story so, why must you tell the world into such a living hell? and make the pearl-filled oyster into nothing but an empty shell? (you reject such blessings as these, and surely infinitely more as well!)

With effort, bridge the deepest gap. Your example will leave behind a map, where marked is every crossroads and every trap.

Without this Guide, soon lost, we fail to buy our freedom at even the greatest cost.

The pattern weaved into the carpet's heart, formed by the threads of which we are all a small part. The Artist only shows himself and knows himself through his own Art..

(THINGS DISAPPEAR)