When I die, I want to die like my grandfather who died peacefully in his sleep. Not screaming like all the passengers in his car.
Mathematics is the music of the mind. Music is the mathematics of the soul.
channeling for Sarah...
Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.
Transcend, Motherfucker, Transcend!
That the birds of worry and care fly above your head,This you cannot change;But that they build nests in your hair,This you can prevent.
Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it.
I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect, had intended for us to forgo their use.
We are four dimensional beings in three dimensional bodies, looking out two-dimensional windshields.
Is not the sky a father and the earth a mother and are not all living things with feet and roots their children?
Heaven is exactly like where you are now, only much, much better.
If you only have a hammer, you tend to see every problem as a nail.
