Not all who hesitate are lost. The psyche has many secrets in reserve. And these are not disclosed unless required.

There is a God inside my PC. An Old-Testament God with lots of arbitrary rules and utterly no mercy.

Poetry comes out of an elite experience, the experience of people whose ears are opened to the song of the universe.

The best things cannot be told, the second best are misunderstood. After that comes civilized conversation; after that, mass indoctrination; after that, intercultural exchange.

If you want to find out what it means to have a society without any rituals, read the New York Times.

The schizophrenic is drowning in the same waters in which the mystic swims with delight. Edgar Cayce made the same observation in his readings

The entire heavenly realm is within us, but to find it we have to relate to what's outside.