I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.
Who is richer? The man who is seen, but cannot see? Or the man who is not being seen, but can see?
See you in October
We love ourselves to the point of idolatry; but we also intensely dislike ourselves — we find ourselves unutterably boring. Correlated with this distaste for the idolatrously worshipped self, there is in all of us a desire, sometimes latent, sometimes conscious and passionately expressed, to escape from the prison of our individuality, an urge to self-transcendence. It is to this urge that we owe mystical theology, spiritual exercises and yoga — to this, too, that we owe alcoholism and drug addiction.
~Aldous Huxley, from his essay Drugs that Shape Men’s Minds, which eventually was published in the book Moksha.
What if evil doesn’t really exist? What if evil is something dreamed up by man, and there is nothing to struggle, against except our own limitations? The constant battle between our will, our desires, and our choices?
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take Pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.