The human must eat, drink, breath and create. Neglect any one of these and it will die.
We are judged by what we create.
I know this - I am alive. This is my starting point for delving into reality.
Sometimes art can only be perceived by the artist.
The capacity of a word to describe the complexity of an emotion is limited. We use boulders to describe pebbles.
Blessed is the mind that reaches beyond its own desires.
Struggle forces the mind to delve deep within itself, to rip away layers of self-delusion, and perceive its true nature.
Within each of us is buried the seed of enlightenment.
I see with my eyes. I hear with my ears. I smell with my nose. I taste with my tongue and I feel with my fingers. My senses limit my reality.
Meditate on the chakras to release their energy.
The ultimate act of humility is to renounce the self.
Gently cradle creativity when she first arrives. Listen to her message and heed her inspiration so that she may lay firm roots in the mind.
My body determines my reality.
The soul remains ignorant of its condition to retain its sanity. To know it is trapped within flesh would drive it insane.
None of us are born blank. Each of us carries a legacy within us.