…Across the deep expansion of percolating space; suspended in liquid luminance; exists a world of awakening splendor and imbibing bliss. The cup cosmic, fills and empties itself for all who caravan and wander without reservation or distinction.
Coffee World — planet of aimless artisans, musing musicians, dancing dervishes — all lovers of leaving. Refuge for all who drink from another cup.
Linger here again and again. Wet your lips with luscious lucidity. No where else to go. It is from this threshold that all doors open.