People say "I want peace. " If you remove I (ego), and your want (desire), you are left with peace.
Sometimes I look up at the stars and analyze the sky, And ask myself: was I meant to be here. . . why?
Scooby snack. Jurassic. Plastic. Gas. Booby Trap
Sixth sense, six pack, six degrees of separation My evil third eye blinks with no hesitation
Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse, My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse. I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk, Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk.
When you love what you do, more than likely everything is gonna just come out decent.
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet? Why did Judas rat to the Romans while Jesus slept?
If your church loves the way you do church more than your children, it loves the wrong thing.
The initial configuration of the universe may have been chosen by God, or it may itself have been determined by the laws of science. In either case, it would seem that everything in the universe would then be determined by evolution according to the laws of science, so it is difficult to see how we can be masters of our fate.
The resistance to praying is like the resistance of tightly clenched fists. This image shows a tension, a desire to cling tightly to yourself, a greediness which betrays fear.
I've never liked the idea of just having an office in a college somewhere and teaching classes and going to the library and doing research all day. I've never wanted that. The glamorous life is the life that appeals to me.