You can only find out what you are from what you are notwhich is everything and nothing. Your home is everywhere and nowhere. Your true identity is no identity. You aren't an owner but a messenger of the infinity,The no-thing is open to everything, timeless and Free.

We can't communicate the incommuunicable, we can't explain the inconceivable,life's fullness forever lies in wait about each one of us,and the lonely emptiness of existence is permanent, but a star deep in our heart lead us the way home.

To whom I can stretch out my hand in the somber desert ? Who will accompany me on the empty night? Who will give me a fiery day? Who will bring back the sea that left? Oh never let the parting sun, no star is ever lost we once have seen, the long rains will continue to fall.

It is by descending into the depths of his own self that man wanders through all the dimensions of the world; He sees as being that which he sees, perceiving the seer to be the same as the seen. Heart is the giver of grace, the Guide.

He told me a tale of woefulness, one upon a time the heaven woke up and the silence spoke, then came the separation, the agony began, the fear and questions came, and I wept, tears I had never known before. since then the days are falling and abandoned, we walk facing the sun but the shadow is behind us and follow us.

if we trace our heartbeat back to its ultimate source, we find the radiant heart of the cosmos, we find all of space and time, and the mysterious power of expansion of space in the bosom of the cosmos that gives rise to matter, and the power of the suns, which is nothing but a recreation of that original radiance at the source of the universe. And our heartbeat is nothing but a recreation of the sunlight. We are powered by, and constituted by, the radiant heart of the cosmos.