Beginning

Can thou see? Can thou see nought? For heart's visions thou see.

Can thou feel? Can thou feel nought? For heart's sorrows thou see.

Come let us dance, for i show thou the way beautiful a dance can be.

Come let us hear songs of nature, and let us be who we are.

Neither a path nor a secret. Beyond theories. Nought a prescription. Nothing to teach. And nothing to know. As you know what you had to know. As you heard what you could hear. As you touched what you could touch. Now you've come here, reading my heart, nought because I gave to you, rather as life bestowed upon you, life knew you needed me.

You may only know what you seek to know, and nothing of what I say will become yours. The time may come, when you will know thyself. Can you nought see nature guides thou? Thus today's unknowing may become thou thrist as you know.

Let yours heart guide you. Let silence speak for you. And let shadows show you the way.

read thy book as nought thy but thou, for thou heart's chambers opens when nought thy, nought to quarrel, nought thinketh who thy is, for thy spoke through heart, for the heart of thou there is

nought philosophies can comprehend thou hearts, nought hearts can conceptualize thou theories, thus beyond theories there's art, that touches soul of thou heart, look from thou heart as given by thy's heart