I think we are responsible for the universe, but that doesn't mean we decide anything.

The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.

If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.

Each thing we see hides something else we want to see.

Those who become entangled in these false ideas are prevented from perceiving the Integral Oneness.

Nothing is confused except the mind.

To be a surrealist means barring from your mind all remembrance of what you have seen, and being always on the lookout for what has never been.