Thought is actually something that is dead, it is not a living thing. If ‘oneself’ gets engrossed in what is dead, then it will become alive.

Moha (illusory vision) means new things keep arising, and one indeed sees new things; and he remains engrossed in them.

I try to make the music give people a chance to become engrossed with what they hear enough to possibly experience things they've probably experienced on their own but don't normally let themselves go so as to feel them fully.

Don't be carried away by beauty, for the faeces also stays in the rectum of ravishing faces, and their private life is not beautiful as their public life...fear beauty!

Forgive the beggar attention is all that’s seekedand in return I never givethis will hitthis will turn around and it will bite backI know I believe that this is just another stepanother mistake that will teachso, forgive that asker of questionsand engross yourself in her mistakesand runfast never come backunderstand there’s nothing morenothingnot once morenot everforgivewalk away and live on.