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 best teacher is experience and not through someone's distorted point of view

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.

Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that$$$ ain't this and that at all?

Something good will come of all things yet.

Mind is the Maker$$$ for no reason at all$$$ for all this creation$$$ created to fall.

So shut up$$$ live$$$ travel$$$ adventure$$$ bless and don't be sorry.

Memory whispers someplace in that jumbled machinery.

I have all the time in the world from life to life to do what is to do$$$ to do what is done$$$ to do the timeless doing.

Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind. Now that we know this$$$ throw the raft away.