In our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever...listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, It is all one vast awakened thing. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended.

Something good will come out of all things yet — And it will be golden and eternal just like that.

The whole mad swirl of everything that was to come began then.

and don't you know that God is Pooh Bear?

And then we’ll all go off to sweet life, ‘cause now is the time and we all know time!

It was a rainy night. It was the myth of the rainy night.

Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind. Now that we know this, throw the raft away.