illusion

An illusion which makes me happy is worth a verity which drags me to the ground.

As I was going up the stair I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. I wish I wish he'd stay away.

We must select the illusion which appeals to our temperament and embrace it with passion if we want to be happy.

The task of the real intellectual consists of analyzing illusions in order to discover their causes.

Nothing is more sad than the death of an illusion.

Our desires, dreams and hopes, open portals. These portals manifest in our conscience and 5 senses, in the form of decisions related to the material world - one person, a job, an opportunity. Now, at the exact same time, or maybe even slightly before in time, we get the exact opposite, the temptation, the illusion and deception. And when we are about to make a decision, as if by magic, the two things come stronger to us, as if pushing us into a duality that makes it hard to decide. Now, this brings me to another super interesting fact. Most people assume that they have freewill, and that choices are hard to made, and that life is full of dualities. And I've learned that this is just a great deception related to our planet, which as human beings, we must transcend. And what I'm really saying here, is that the duality and the freewill don't exist. There's only one choice to be made, the one that bring us upwards. Self-destruction is not a choice. And yet, every duality presents exactly that, and not really a choice.

In order to share one's true brilliance one initially has to risk looking like a fool: genius is like a wheel that spins so fast, it at first glance appears to be sitting still.

There will be time, there will be timeTo prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet.

Again I see you, But me I don't see!, The magical mirror in which I saw myself has been broken, And only a piece of me I see in each fatal fragment - Only a piece of you and me!...

Ample figure, dazzling splendour to rest under the bed of soil; blooming dreams and withering numb; pangs of hunger, hitches of joy; dreadful pain, loudest laughter, piteous silence that echoes deep _ were they all mere delusion? Yet, I wonder if they were real at least until I close these eyes! O dear! Did your own self deceive you?

Familiarity can provide the misguided illusion of understanding. Assume nothing.

...people live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true... that is how they define reality. But what does it mean to be correct or true? Merely vague concepts... their reality may all be an illusion.

No doubt we should be, on the whole, much worse off than we are without our astonishing gift for illusion.

Light and air _ what means wherewith to conjure up illusions and deceive the senses!

Life is short, do not hesitate!Enjoyed and lived Now because Yesterday is gone, and tomorrow is only an illusion!

People wear masks in the light because true happiness are the agents of deception and delusion.

Until you really loving, kind, caring, and compassionate, happiness will be an illusion to you.

They sell crap to buy you.