reality

We fake perfect so others don't have to experience any unpleasant realities, because their life is just as fake as ours.

He felt as if he had left a stage behind and many actors.He felt as if he had left the great seance and all the murmuring ghosts.He was moving from an unreality that was frightening into a reality that was unreal because it was new.

Do I believe a thing has limits!? Of course! Nothing exists that doesn__ have limits. Existence means there__ always something else, and so everything has limits. Why is it so hard to conceive that a thing is a thing, and that it isn__ always being some other thing that__ beyond it?__t that moment I felt in my bones not that I was talking to a man, but to another universe. I tried one last time, from another angle, which I felt compelled to consider legitimate.__ook, Caeiro... think about numbers... Where do they end? Take any number _ say 34. Past it we have 35, 36, 37, 38 _ there can be no end to it. There is no number so big that there is no number larger...___ut that__ just numbers,_ protested my master Caeiro.And then, looking at me out of his formidable, childlike eyes:__hat is 34 in Reality, anyway?

Fiction has to be well researched, properly conceived and logically presented.Reality needs none of the above.

Superior poets say what they really feel. Mediocre poets say what they decide to feel. Inferior poets say what they think they should feel.

The whole of world history often seems to me nothing more than a picture book which portrays humanity's most powerful and a senseless desire - the desire to forget. Does not each generation, by means of suppression, concealment, and ridicule, efface what the previous generation considered most important?

But what you__e calling poetry is what everything is. It__ not even poetry _ it__ seeing. These materialists are blind. You told me they say space is infinite. Where do they see that in space?__nd I, disconcerted: __ut don__ you think of space as infinite? Can__ you conceive of space as infinite?___ don__ conceive of anything as being infinite. How could I conceive of anything as being infinite?___ut, man,_ I said, __magine space. Beyond that space is more space, and beyond that more, and then more, and more... It never ends...___hy?_ asked my master Caeiro.

The supreme hallmark of reality is balance.

Your imagination s a wonderland full of realities.

Real spirituality is about getting the bullshit out of your life and getting real.

Either nobody's perfect,or everyone is.

Cry your grief to God. Howl to the heavens. Tear your shirt. Your hair. Your flesh. Gouge your eyes. Carve out your heart. And what will you get from Him? Only Silence. Indifference.

There's the parent you want and the parent you have.

Reality is myself, reality is only the perception of this instant and it can't be related to another person.

The world we create in our minds shapes the ultimate reality where we live

Your attitudes are slowly shaping you at all times and calling your deepest truths to the surface of your reality.

we live in a world where singles are more sexual active than couples

Besides stage magic props and settings, ritually abusing groups use technology, such as that described by Katz and Fotheringham. Military/political groups have the most sophisticated technologies, and much training or programming is now done with virtual reality equipment. Movies and holograms are used to deceive a child into believing in things that are unreal. When a client says to you __ don't know if it's real; how can it be real?_ remember that there are several options, not just two: (1) It happened just as s/he remembers; (2) it did not happen at all; (3) something happened, but due to technology and/or trickery it was not what s/he thinks it was; (4) the thought that the memory must be unreal is itself a program, as described in Chapter Twelve, __aybe I made it up."p55