I got so sick of my face and the flaws.
The Gnostic only can wake up to the true state of Illumination by understanding and disintegrating dreams.
When we have many things within ourselves which are neither known nor accepted, then such things complicate our lives horrifyingly, and in fact provoke all sorts of situations which could be avoided through knowledge of ourselves.
Only by realizing what selfishness and lack of generosity really are can the delicious fragrance of true love and effective generosity, which is not of the mind, burst forth in our hearts.
The Intuitive one can read where the Master doesn't write and listen where the Master doesn't talk.
It is ridiculous, frighteningly ridiculous to make wars in the name of peace.
It is painful to comprehend how the mind becomes fixed little by little as time goes by. The mind is the executioner of reality, the slayer of the true; the mind is the destroyer of love.
Only simple ideas can be held by large groups of people. Commonly held ideas are almost always dumbed down until they are practically lies. . . and often dangerous ones. Once vast numbers of people have come to believe the lie, they adjust their own behavior to bring themselves into sync with it, and thereby change the world itself. The world, then, no longer resembles the one that gave rise to the original insight. Soon, a person's situation is so at odds with the world as it really is that a crisis develops, and he or she must seek a new metaphor for explanation and guidance.
A long life or a short life are of equal importance to God.
I love the institution of marriage, and I love my marriage.
And at some point I would like to talk my publisher into doing an anthology of my poetry alongside some teen readers poetry. It would be fun, and really wonderful to get their stuff out there.