If in your fear you would seek only loves peace and loves pleasures then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness, and pass out of loves doorway into the season less world where you shall laugh but not all of your laughter and weep but not all of your tears. We are suspended like scales between sorrow and Joy, only when you are empty of both are you at a standstill and balanced. The world talks of so much pain while greater endeavors lie just beyond our reach. You will find the roots of good and bad, the fruitful and fruitless, all entwined together in the silent heart of the earth.
Surely there is no greater endeavor that that which turns all aims into parching lips and life itself into a refreshing fountain to find the water itself thirsty, and it drinks me while I drink...
It's always up to the individual to prove themselves worth of Gods favor and healing touch, bestowed never through a search, but only through wisdom, or better yet, the content of your character and the degree to which one can love and be loved for the fool can more know true love than fish fly or the bird swim? but ironically enough, the fool without knowledge of such things as meaning and purpose, places little value on non material things, and is subsequently in a state semi-equal to that of the passionate lover.
