Life is a guitar, a singing man
stretching like a crack...

It bears Four secret names.
Three appear...

The physical world is an insult
to the human soul...

Thank you
for taking something...

Time devours without malice,
that is its ruthlessness...

Every time you deny the truth,
every time you persuade yourself...

There is a state of consciousness
in which the collective...

When someone is better than me,
I feel happy...

I. Sutra of Measure
We believe in distance...

Between now and then
there is a ripple, a valley...

What I say is not theatrical
in the usual sense...

Religions are not the destination;
they are veils of mercy...