Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.
--Rumi

Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me, other times I can barely see. Lately, it occurs to me, what a long strange trip it's been. --GD