Simple

Be simple. Life takes responsibility for all the rest. 

Two Types of Good People

If gardeners behaved like many good people do, gardens would be mostly weeds. Thank God there's another type of good people.

Value

There are those who keep warm by sitting under a star, and those by sitting by the fire. The wise will understand this.

Ego Deforms

Intelligence has no ego so never let ego be involved in your dealings with those with views deformed from their own.

Nature

Nature abhors perfection or Nature would end.

Simplicity

The fewer assumptions, the simpler life.

Growing

Life doesn't grow to its roots, it grows to its stems. I'm happy to grow to my limits and let life's manure help through my roots.

Ignorance

Ignorance is the eventual horror of bliss.

The Right View

Space is preeminent. Nothing may be without it.

Theives' Honor

among thieves, honor is a pragmatic necessity, not a character trait.

The Science of Science

I love science. It fascinates me, continually pointing to truths tho never illuminating. The spiritual does this. And because I have such regard for the derivative understandings of existence science provides, I have little regard for those who close its books and make it their religion of hostility to everything science isn't. In a way, their belief system is a sacrilege to the pure motives of science. Take a look at all the science news; it is a cavalcade of discoveries, a process of learning, not just 'knowing'. And in its fabulous discoveries are discoveries of its errors. In deed, the history of science is rife with mistakes and its landscape littered with the bones of martyrs for its corrections. It would be well to see its landscape littered with the bones of those who continually attempt to make science an iconoclastic ideology.

Perfect Isn't

perfect grammar is not perfect truth
perfect mathematics is not perfect reality
and perfect structure is not perfect beauty

Unhonored and Ignored

Our minds know more than we do.

Wax, Wick, and Flame

They sat for a long while before silence broke. She looked right, left, then put her fingers to her lips as she looked up with tears in her eyes, asking, "What are we?"

Sam controlled his emotion, breathed deeply and said, "We are wax, wick, and flame, made to burn and glow. Then we give up the light. We stand straight in shelter, dance in a draft or out in the open air. We will be remembered how we glowed, bright or dim, and, for some, we will not remembered at all. As for her, darling, we will always remember her vibrant dance and brilliant glow."
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Pearls

Our lives are strings, our task to add pearls.

Delusion is that there is not God

The delusion is that there is not God. Religion moves beyond delusion.

Each in religion moves at a different pace. The attainment is reality as it is, and knowing God unmediated.

Delusion is a matter of the mind, its master the ego. Its a troubled master.

For some, they live in the intellect, sitting uncomfortably on a fence of contractions. For others, they live in wisdom, laying comfortably in a hammock of paradox.

To go beyond the senses, needs and pleasures, achieves an intimacy with reality and its Originator - to know without knowing, to feel without feeling, all without effort, in union with God.

Posted 1/07/08 on Blogcatalog

The Oracle

Afraid of transcendent heights, don't be cruel and own the horse with wings.