My faith is whatever makes me feel good about being alive. If your religion doesn't make you feel good to be alive, what the hell is the point of it?

Our purpose is to consciously, deliberately evolve towards a wiser, more liberated and luminous state of being.

Does koala bear poop smell like cough drops?

Things. Cosas. Things attach themselves like leeches to the human soul, then they bleed out the sweetness and the music and the primordial joy of being unencumbered upon the land.

There is no such thing as a weird human being, It's just that some people require more understanding than others.

At birth, we emerge from dream soup. At death, we sink back into dream soup. In between soups, there is a crossing of dry land. Life is a portage.

Our world isn't made of earth, air and water or even molecules and atoms; our world is made of language.