I want that. It calls to me like a clarion, the mystical life, peering at the aperture where death is and seeing the possibility for...

I see you, sweet little nugget. The smallest of kernels, barely enduring as an ember. Suffocating due to neglect, the forgetting that you...

Light Me Up, Great Being of Light, like a drum Whose drum beat of sound echoes with the light. Oh light me up, great being, with the...

Who am I if I am not worshiping the desires of my ancestors? Who am I if I am not admired by you? Who. Am. I? I am the one in whom...

Remembering again our pure essence