We look, we look, and we look. And we don't find... If you want to put things in perspective, imagine yourself as a fly, its entire life is 24 hours of your time.

 Sometimes the best step is to take no step at all. And embrace the moment exactly as it is. There are no steps to Now.

I lost interest in truth long ago. All dreams of enlightenment and its absence have crumbled into birdsong morning walks down untrodden paths and the poetry of silence. 

Truth can only be lived never grasped.  

Be miraculous, each day.

In today's world I think you have to completely lose your mind to stay sane.  I didn't ask to be here, but as long as "I am" I might as well get a few chuckles out of it.

Take your eyes completely off the rear review mirror and look at the road in front of you before it passes by and becomes another distant, nostalgic dream. 

Rumour has it, you're fundamentally flawed. 

Your life is a mysterious conspiracy of ambiguous circumstances. 

I find it fascinating that very intelligent people as well as complete idiots believe that what they say is the ultimate truth.

There is a place of peace that can be found within that surpasses all understanding, beyond the beyond.

Truth, being limitless, unconditioned, unapproachable by any path whatsoever, cannot be organized; nor should any organization be formed to lead or coerce people along any particular path. 

If you first understand that, then you will see how impossible it is to organize a belief. 

A belief is purely an individual matter, and you cannot and must not organize it. 

If you do, it becomes dead, crystallized; 

it becomes a creed, a sect, a religion, to be imposed on others

If there is such a thing as reincarnation, you'll never know it, because your hard drive will be wiped clean.

You are here, before the question "Who am I?" even arises.

When you dance

without judging your dance,

when you allow yourself to be danced,

it is a joyful dance,

always.

*__^

ps/smoh