People don't really want to know the truth. The truth is that you are all dead in the future, everything that you do has no point, and all of the achievements of the human race are meaningless.

A war is an incarnation. A battle is a day of your life. So we do one day at a time in self-discovery.

The process is not simply of constructing a new tonal from scratch, but reordering the one you have.

Sitting around idly contemplating doesn't produce much. In work you can discipline your attention, forget about your misery.

Everything is subtle. Everything has a million sides. Everything is a manifestation of god. Everything is light. All beings are infinite. All things are perfect, in their own way.

All incarnations are lived at once, and yet there does seem to be a linear sense of time when you're in the vortex of time and space, when your consciousness is fixated in a body.

Be a perfect flow of energy in whatever you chose to do. This is perfect action.