Give me people whose minds smoulder with a passion that no culture can instigate or contain. Those who pursue the world’s source and secrets firsthand, as intently in their waking lives as in their dreams.

Give me women afire with the necessity of fluid transit beyond all common concern, whose fertile intuitions carry them into conflagrations of sacred insight and wonder. Give me men who will not rest from disciplined self-inquiry, and whose every moment broadens the power and scope of intimacy’s fervent penetrations.

Give me people who have taken the very heart of the sky into their own breast, until their blood sings with the timeless resonance of mysteries that they themselves can but scarcely comprehend, and will never abandon.

And we shall have fine fellowship.