Quotes Tagged "spiritual-quotes"

Perhaps the greatest waste of time is getting to know someone.

The hardest thing was to let Them and The Philosophy go from my complete control.

My next task entails me officially binding myself to my writings and my mission. I must find a suitable way in which to do so.

My Grand writings now need to be officially recognised and certified.

You do not exist to serve the illusion. The illusion exists to serve you.

The watchdogs are out The books are burning Your mind is roasting Your insides are slowing Depop around the corner  Get your tin foil hat and boil your water Distilled is better, organic or natural All labeled by a 3 letter monster Feeding the beast and bottom feeders  At the bank across the corner Go drink and be merry while the world burns And the powers that be legalize child porn... Nothing to see folks but the sound of crickets The American public has been so easily silenced Good luck France and bees, and honey and trees Your time is up as we sleep in our virtual dreams... Stéphane St-Pierre

If you cannot defeat your anger, then it will destroy you; when anger wins, you lose; no one befriends an angry person.

Be where you are, and you will find the way. You lose your way when you lose your head.

Your mind is your utmost freedom. Handled correctly, fed properly and cared for lovingly, you will cultivate that freedom. The mind will expand, see more clearly, love more sincerely and know more acutely and wisely.

Answer me this my fellow humans—are we really on this earth to work an eight-hour shift, to have the productions of our blood and labour taken, to live pay-cheque to pay-cheque while balancing on a line of credit, to give forty years to a mortgaged existence, to sweat for the system when the financial chains will remain regardless, and to thirst strictly for the weekends?

Born of steel but taken by the Iron Age. The Divine Lion is locked in the body cage.

We’ve turned. We’ve turned on our beginnings. We’ve turned to hurt the Mother of all earthly things, such as the seas, trees, lions, leaves, penguins, people, and chimpanzees. Dematerialized, we are forever family, including even fire, ice, and flying things.

Every human being is born with an inherit responsibility to make this world a better place. Until one fulfills this duty, he or she hasn’t truly lived.

Perhaps, those who wish for change are afraid of the loneliness and the ridicule that comes with questioning what most people believe is absolute. Maybe, they’re afraid of losing their material holdings in the battle to introduce the truth. Or perhaps, they’re yet to overcome the many sensual pleasures long enough to challenge and improve the world. Whichever it may be, I experienced all three, so I understand the obstacles that prevent the mind from challenging. To challenge is to sacrifice the mind and body. But to know and not step into the boxing ring is blasphemy.

To endeavor to understand the truth is like sparring bare-knuckle with confusion, frustration, and pain, or like entertaining the feelings of Van Gogh the moment before his demise. But to understand is like dancing with the emotions of Einstein when he discovered mass and energy have a bond, and to understand is to conquer the material world without unsheathing the tempered blade or firing the cannons.

Not too long ago, I set about examining the value system the manmade world influenced me to incubate. After opening it up and taking a closer look, to my surprise, I discovered it was virtually empty. The revelation was shattering. I felt like a squirrel that spent the entire summer gathering nuts to only realize, come winter, that the nutshells were empty. So, I did what any rebel would. I turned my hat to the back, assumed the position of the thinking man, and rebuilt my cognitive content. Today, I am a champion. Like “Money May” but of the consciousness.

The past gave reason for the passion. The heavens gave meaning to the lies. From a whisper in a living wind, grows a glimmer in my eyes. And strive I do, through the chambers of my inner self. And claim the prize I do, the key for the door I’ll face after the body falls.

I was built like this, a chameleon in essence, and I naturally become my environments. To that extent, to be or not to be? Wait, let me rephrase. What be the thing I’m bred to be? The two conditions of my humanity, my invisible and my biology, take shape according to my realities, and regrettably, in a world built by shepherd-less egos, half of me hibernates.

Like a Shakespearean tragedy, tragically, I was cast into an artificial realm that practices deliberate deception without the knowledge of what I be, how I be, and my natural information absorbing ability.

There was a time when I was alone because I felt rejected. And then I fell in love with alone. But once I danced, I fell in love with the movement of life.