I create because I wish to know my Creator; because He has pleased me with this life and I wish only to please Him.

Poison behaves differently in the body of the Shaman.

Do you feel pain? Do all the other trees feel it with you?

The ridges of rock welcome each step, the mountain remembers my company.

When you close your eyes to the outside world, the internal one begins to see.

My wounds have freed me in the most perfect way, today I rest in this triumph of life.