30 June 2014

Two Hundred and Twenty-Five


225


The only difference between good and evil is in any given beholder’s eye.

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Curious how easily reason loses out to belief, faith and hope.

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If you are looking for future or past, it is not here now.

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All is but distraction until the grand finale.

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Nothing about which to care, really.

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It is just the matter of time.

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Physician, heal thy Self.

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Don’t know, don't care.

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The eye of godness is within.

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Right action is the intuitive call.

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You think, therefore you think you are.

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All those voices in your head are you, and you them.

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Challenging not to be caught in your own labyrinth of metaphors.

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To be eternally liberated, all you really need is to truly just want to merely be.

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What serenity and grace there is, is in the solitude of absoluteness.


Two Hundred and Twenty-Four


224


How can so much weight be given to so many lies?

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So many things you need never experience again.

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That certainly is a six-story “IF” carved in stone.

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How quickly everything becomes its memory.

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The dogmatic are the children of a lesser god.

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The unknown is ever the realm of awareness.

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A genetic lottery, nothing more, nothing less.

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Threats only motivate those who are afraid.

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All limits are but attachment to imagination.

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Exceptions tend to prove one rule or another.

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Regurgitating inanity does not for truth make.

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The ills of the world need not be yours to bear.

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No one changes their destiny; all only play it out.

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Death is just not waking up to another tomorrow.

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Your draw to power, fame, and fortune defines you.


Two Hundred and Twenty-Three


223


Without one body or another, what attachment could there possibly be to anything?

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The bulk of suffering comes from attempting to hold on to anything.

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Every mind will twist consciousness to its own ends.

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What we together imagine, is what it will be.

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Another daily dose of dittohead froth.

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Your universe is your muse.

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Presume nothing.

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Quantum realization.

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Imagination, the only prison.

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The harvest of hate is a thorny patch.

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Maybe is only slightly less useless than if.

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To wander, or not to wander, that is the question.

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The theater calls you to center stage in an infinity of guises.

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We all quite often learn at each other’s expense, and often at our own, as well.

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Facts need not be translated as romantic or ethereal notions.