While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
One is absolutely sickened, not by crimes that the wicked have committed, but by the punishments that the good have inflicted; and a community is infinitely more brutalised by the habitual employment of punishment than it is by the occasional occurrence of crime.
Your emotions are your inner guidance system. They alone will let you know whether you are living in an environment of biochemical health or of biochemical distress.
Love is the scent with the lotus born. It is the silent choirs of petals singing winter’s harmony of uniform beauty. Love is the song of the soul, singing to God. It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets – sun and moonlit.
