All your life you have been terrified of death. Well, not death, but of dying. In your mind it is the worst thing, the most terrifying thing imaginable. You know it will come one day and the very prospect fills you with incredible dread. Then, many years from now, the time comes. You are old. Very…
You and I together would produce so much great energy that we wouldn’t even need electricity.
Sometimes music is 1,00000980090990789879 times more amazing through ear buds.
The sense “I am a person in time and space” is the poison. In a way, time itself is the poison. In time all things come to an end and new are born, to be devoured in their turn. Do not identify yourself with time, do not ask anxiously “what next, what next?” Step out of time and see it devour the world.
Say: “Well, it is in the nature of time to put an end to everything. Let it be. It does not concern me. I am not combustible, nor do I need to collect fuel.”"