The mind creates the abyss, and the heart crosses it.

Awareness is ever there. It need not be realized. Open the shutter of the mind, and it will be flooded with light.

You are not the mind. If you know you are not the mind, then what difference does it make if it's busy or quiet? You are not the mind.

Punishment is but legalized crime. In a society built on prevention, rather than retaliation, there would be very little crime. The few exceptions will be treated medically, as of unsound mind and body.

As long as the mind is there, your body and your world are there. Your world is mind-made, subjective, enclosed within the mind, fragmentary, temporary, personal, hanging on the thread of memory.

The personal needs a base, a body to identify oneself with, just as a colour needs a surface to appear on.

The old grooves must be erased in your brain, without forming new ones. You must realize yourself as the immovable, behind and beyond the movable, the silent witness of all that happens.