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.

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.

We have no time, we have no space, we are questions that love answers, but the veil of truth don't lift.In the edge of abyss, people really meet themselves, when they're staring at nothingness, and then they understand that we are, birds of passage.

You are a point of consciousness within multiple fields of consciousness that interpenetrate each other: A multi-dimentional being within a multi-dimentional Universe.When you realise the unity of all these fields of consciousness you share life with, you partake in conscious communion''.

Our road not marked on maps. Fugitives of the centuries,our origin is the breathing and our destination is exhalation,A thousand suns are flowing in our blood,and the vision of infinity is always chasing us.The form cannot tame us, Our days are a fire and our nights a sea.

Time is the architect of fate, fleeting omen, pure phantom in enchanting light of absence,and our life the play of love and death,only love will never die,because In love no longer ‘thou’ and ‘I’ exist, only the blossom of sacred unity.

Every flower and insect, every bird, and all the creatures that live upon the land and swim within the rivers and seas, are part of the Tree of Life. You are connected to the whole of life. Whatever happens to the myriad forms of life in the world around you, has a direct affect on you''.

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.