Flying saucers are nothing more than miracles, and they occur essentially to bedevil science.

We can will the perfect future into being by becoming microcosms of the perfect future.

All time is is how much change you can pack into a second.

The plants are the pipeline into the Gaian intention. It's just not a coincidence that these plants carry this immense spiritual message. They are the pipeline of Gaian intentionality.

What good is a theory of how the universe works if it’s a series of tensor equations that, even when understood, come nowhere tangential to experience? The only intellectual or noetic or spiritual path worth following is one that builds on personal experience

How can we know who is the other until we know who is the self?

We are the inheritors of a million years of striving for the unspeakable.