each organism is the universe experiencing itself in endless variety (111)
What happens is neither automatic nor aribtrary; it just happens, and all happenings are mutually interdependent in a way that seems unbelievably harmonious. (114)
the goal of action is always contemplation [Aristotle] -- knowing and being rather than seeking and becoming. (126)
Nothing is left to you at this moment but to have a good laugh
-Chinese Zen master (143)
no considerate God would destroy the human mind by making it so rigid and unadaptable as to depend upon one book, the Bible, for all the answers.
Now when God plays hide and pretends that he is you and I, he does it so well that it takes him a long time to remember where and how he hid himself. But that's the whole fun of it -- just what he wanted to do.
You were kicked off the edge of a precipice when you were born, and it's no help to cling to the rocks falling with you. If you are afraid of death, be afraid. ...then comes the hitherto unbelievable surprise; you don't die because you were never born. You had just forgotten who you are.
Instead of giving our children clear and explicit explanations of the game-rules of the community, we befuddle them hopelessly because we ... were once so befuddled, and, remaining so, do not understand the game we are playing.
The social double-bind game can be phrased in many ways:
The first rule of this game is that it is not a game.
Everyone must play.
You must love us.
You must go on living.
Be yourself, but play a consistent and acceptable role.
Control yourself and be natural.
Try to be sincere.
answer to people who don't accept responsibility for themselves: 113 Well, we're just zombies too, so you shouldn't complain if we get angry.
the would-be angels should realize that, as their ambition succeeds, they evoke hordes of devils to keep the balance. (124)
The art of living . . . consists in being completely sensitive to each moment, in regarding it as utterly new and unique, in having the mind open and wholly receptive.
23 The common error of ordinary religious practice is to mistake the symbol for the reality, to look at the finger pointing the way and then to suck it for comfort rather than follow it.
52 There is no other reality than present reality, so that, even if one were to live for endless ages, to live for the future would be to miss the point everlastingly.
53 The moment I name it, it is no longer God.
55 What is life? What is reality? What is time? [St. Augustine:] I know, but when you ask me I don't.
66 The capacity of the brain to forsee the future has much to do with the fear of death.
77 The desire for security and the fear of insecurity are the same thing.
79 What we have to discover is that there is no safety, that seeking it is painful, and that when we imagine that we have found it, we don't like it.
85 There is simply experience. There is not something or someone experiencing experience! You do not feel feelings, think thoughts, or sense sensations any more than you hear hearing, see sight, or smell smelling.
94 If, on the other hand, you are aware of fear, you realize that, because this feeling is now yourself, escape is impossible. You see that calling it "fear" tells you little or nothing about it, for the comparison and the naming is based, not on past experience, but on menory. You have then no choice but to be aware of it with your whole being as an entirely new experience. Indeed, every experience is in this sense new, and at every moment of our lives we are in the midst of the new and the unknown.
95 The art of living . . . consists in being completely sensitive to each moment, in regarding it as utterly new and unique, in having the mind open and wholly receptive.
104 It is in vain that doctors prolong life if we spend the extra time being anxious to live still longer.
108 The sensation of a house across the street or of a star in outer space is no less I than an itch on the sole of my foot or an idea in my brain. . . . the sun, the air, and human society are just as vital to me as my brain or my lungs.
Plucking chrysanthemums along the East fence;
Gazing in silence at the southern hills;
The birds flying home in pairs
Through the soft mountain air of dusk --
In these things there is a deep meaning,
But when we are about to express it,
We suddenly forget the words.
-Chinese poem
123 I am not free when I am trying to do something contradictory.
132 Nothing is really more inhuman than human relations based on morals.
144 everlasting time is a monstrous nightmare, so that betweeen heaven and hell as ordinarily understood there is little to choose.
149 The true splendor of science is . . . that it observes and desires to know the facts, whatever they may turn out to be.
150 to be at this moment is pure miracle.
Upanishads: God is unknown to those who know him, and is known to those who do not know him at all.
151 Goethe: The highest to which man can attain is wonder
David E. Wilkins Last modified: Thu Aug 7 15:33:23 1997