The incense of aspiration permeate the soul with the scent of serenity. My mind is no longer exiled in the arrowed words of everyone. At last, the keen understanding of hate and lies no longer bothers me, unless it's about politics. Thanks to Hinduism, religion is now an intriguing mind journey into the realms of the unknown. The vast reservoirs of wisdom are unlocked doors in every direction. Ancient and modern writing intoxicate my dreams with laughter and purpose, and dissolve the void of solitude. Too many times I'm driven by savage pride. My words and actions should be caged more, yet the madness of my humanity hinders my wisdom and the mystic mysteries of the universe frequently summon the thoughts of my own sanity.
Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr
