You're a library of me.
I'd also gone through an entire year of celibacy based on my feeling that lust was the direct cause of birth which was the direct cause of suffering and death.
I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved.
Night is longer than day for those who dream & day is longer than night for those who make their dreams comes true.
I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.
What does it mean that I am in this endless universe, thinking that I'm a man sitting under the stars on the terrace of the earth, but actually empty and awake throughout the emptiness and awakedness of everything? It means that I'm empty and awake, that I know I'm empty and awake, and that there's no difference between me and anything else.
When I was growing up, I wasn't taught how to feel or communicate feelings.
Nothing meaningful or lasting comes without working hard at it.
Education brightens a darkened world.
And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time.