“Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows;
they pass & are done; but there is that which remains.”

Illusions are to the soul what atmosphere is to the earth.
Roll up that tender air and the plant dies, the colour fades...
By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream.
‘Tis waking that kills us.

( What You Give A Woman )

Jo, kam ir, tam tiks dots, un tam būs pārpilnība;
bet, kam nav, tam tiks atņemts arī tas, kas tam ir.
- Matīss 13:12

It’s all in your head
Take medicine
- Hocico: Altered States