Consider that we live in a world predicated upon fear. The underlying assumption is that human beings are innately evil and must be groomed and controlled. That is the dichotomy that is set up within the human mind, good and evil.

I never considered myself to be essentially different from anyone else. Although I knew I was.

People get together and go to the movies or on hikes, but everyone maintains their own independent domicile.

Within an atom there can be a billion kingdoms, endless. But all of them are bound by the cycle of birth and death. They all come into being for a while and then vanish.

You exist someplace else, and when you can contact yourself in that other place, when you can open up a kind of inter-dimensional phone line between yourself and our various selves, when you have become aware of that, that's when magic begins.

Chaos is not disorder. Chaos is the totality of existence. You could call it God. You could use the term, the Tao. I like chaos. It means more to us in English. Chaos is all things, wild and wonderful, connected perfectly by the life force.

The perceiver of the dream, the one whom the dream is unfolding before, is what we call the Self.