Dreams
The dream is dead. But at least I’m awake now.
The dream is dead. But at least I’m awake now.
Whether you have the capacity to love your fate is part of your fate.
A "good" euphemism is a way of lying that becomes the only way of telling the truth.
It's easier having an old soul when you have a young body to compensate for it.
I believe in sleep. For it is sleep that makes dreams possible.
God was happy until one day he realized an awful truth: Even he could not conjure up objective meaning and purpose in a world that doesn't already contain it.
And on that day he realized that his existence was objectively meaningless, that all he could do was postulate a meaning for himself...
Death (in the sense of being dead) is nothingness. But then nothingness isn't something we haven't "experienced" before. So death's no big deal. It's life you really have to watch out for.
Epiphanies are unreliable.
If spirituality has any meaning at all, it is cultivating a sense of communion with the world as it really is.
If this is the best of all possible worlds, what is heaven supposed to be?
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