Empires rise and fall like the abdomen of God. It's just the universe breathing.

Empires rise and fall like the abdomen of God. It's just the universe breathing.

A belief in reincarnation would at least give us some slack; we would have many lifetimes to get it right.

What's the matter? What's the antimatter? Does it antimatter?

Poetry is the special medium of spiritual crazy wisdom, the form of expression that comes closest to creating a bridge between words and what is wordless.

After a few years of meditation practice we can even learn how to occasionally ignore ourselves. And what relief that can be!

If you don't like the news go out and make some of your own.