Run, my dear,
from anything that may not strengthen
your precious budding wings,
Run like hell, my dear,from anyone likely to put a sharp knifeinto the sacred, tender visionof your beautiful heart.We have a duty to befriendthose aspects of obediencethat stand outside of our houseand shout to our reason"oh please, oh pleasecome out and play!"For we have not come here to take prisoners,or to confine our wondrous spirits,But to experience ever and ever more deeplyour divine courage, freedom,and Light.