I'm not a particularly dark individual. I have my moments, it's true, but I do have a sense of humor.

Who makes the world? Perhaps the world is not made. Perhaps nothing is made. Perhaps it simply is, has been, will always be there…a clock without a craftsman.

I did it thirty-five minutes ago.

The Here-and-Now demands attention, is more present to us. We dismiss the inner world of our ideas as less important, although most of our immediate physical reality originated only in the mind. The TV, sofa, clock and room, the whole civilisation that contains them once were nothing save ideas.

This is not anarchy, Eve. This is chaos.

Because our entire universe is made up of consciousness, we never really experience the universe directly we just experience our consciousness of the universe, our perception of it, so right, our only universe is perception.

You see, there's the way things seemed and then there's the way things were and one is so often the total reverse of the other.