philosophical

There's 7 billion 46 million people on the planet and most of us have the audacity to think we matter.

Only those exceptional at mimicking others feel at ease in the world.

You know what turns dirt into diamonds?""Pressure. Weight. Heat...""The geological equivalent of torture.

Some things happen to us from which we never recover, and they disrupt the normalcy of our lives. That's how life is. Human nature has a tendency to try to reconstruct old ways and pick up where we left off. If we're wise, we won't continue to go back to the way things were (we can't anyway). We must instead forget the old standard and accept a 'new normal.

It's been a long time since humans were prey animals. A hundred thousand years or so. But buried deep in our genes the memory remains: the awareness of the gazelle, the instinct of the antelope. The wind whispers through the grass. A shadow flits between the trees. And up speaks the little voice that goes. Shhhh, it's close now. Close.

Life is like a DVR recording. The story goes on, but you cannot see it until you fast forward through the commercials

Some people were destined to have a significant other.Some people were destined for greatness.But few others were destined to be soldiers, to be warriors, to be alone.That is me.It is not a path that i have chosen, but it is a path that i must walk.Some may think this is sad, but i have come to peace with it.Because i am and always will be a soldier, a warrior...Alone.

Sometimes, the best thing you can do is nothing. Catelyn

All our lives we postpone everything that can be postponed; perhaps we all have the certainty, deep inside, that we are immortal and sooner or later every man will do everything, know all there is to know.

In the big scheme of things, a little love is all we need

An egoless acceptance of stuckness is a key to an understanding of all Quality.

The Dark Ages gradually ended six centuries ago with the Renaissance, which seeded new ideas for a different world. The Renaissance ideal dominated our culture until three centuries ago, from the 14th to the 18th century, when it was superseded by modernism. Not surprisingly, this human ideal has almost been forgotten in our culture. The Renaissance, literally "re-birth", was a revival and rediscovery of classical Greek and Roman culture following the decline of culture, trade, and technology during the Dark Ages.

The incarnation is not a soul into a body, it is an illusory world known as a life into consciousness.

One of the protestor's sign catches my eye. HOMISEXUALITY IS THE DEVIL'S WORK, it says. And once again I think about how people use the devil as an alias for the things they fear. The cause and effect is backward. The devil doesn't make anyone do anything. People just do things and blame the devil after.

Peace becomes a fantasy when egos are promoted and facts distorted.

Time plays no role in the life of one man__he subtle consciousness of it floating past me is more than enough. Years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds__hat does it matter? Floating by, it rubs against my skin, face, and hair__earing me down, yet polishing me all the while. Time is like fine grains of sand in a desert storm. At first, you don__ pay any attention to it, but the more it hits you in the face, the more aware of it you become, the more annoying it gets until, one day, you find yourself suffocating. The weight of it eventually bends your spine, until you are crawling on your hands and knees, unable to stand straight. Then comes the time to crawl back into the womb, crawl inside and wait for rebirth.

A Pause tends the existence of any definition to its end.

Even our parents seemed to agree more and more with the television version of things, listening to the reporters' inanities as though they could tell us the truth about our own lives.