Just as when water is frozen in to a form as ice and then melts - so at the time of death, there is no death. The spirit simply changes form.

I took the liberty in Snowboarding to Nirvana to do a type of parody of what I suppose you would call "New Age fiction."

The mind of the Buddha is perfect because it is empty and yet it contains all things.

Meditate. Look at the candle flame - or whatever object you have chosen to gaze upon - with intensity.

You're going to merge your mind with the mind of eternity that goes on forever; that is not easy. It's very intense. I mean sitting on Mount St. Helens when it went off would have been small talk.

Words are deceptive. You think you understand something because it's explained to you and now you are under no obligation to do anything because you understand it.

As a sensitive person around other people, you feel their desires, you feel their angers, and you feel their frustrations. You begin to believe that these desires, angers, and frustrations are yours.