War imposes and beauty vanishes.  Or is it the other way around?  I do not have to look to foreign lands but only into my own heart to find out the truth of this.

 How to let go of yourself?  Let go of desire.  You will find that the world is more, not less, without the need to compulse yourself.

 You cannot watch the Sun rise and the Sun set without it watching your soul rise and soul set.

 This world is haunted not by the dead, but by the living who are afraid to live, and afraid to die.  The reason it is so easy to make a zombie movie is because one doesn’t need to cast about cleverly for characters.  Almost any grab-bag sample of humanity will furnish a plethora of those who tremble in the shadows of answers to questions they are afraid to ask.

 Imagine, just, being a pre-historied but highly enlightened primitive and seeing something like that never-before-seen that  that numinesces most exquisitely in the sky, and realizing that the answer to the whole meaning of the universe is inexplicably, inextricably, yet totally improbably at hand.  And then professing belief-beyond-belief in some now forgotten language “Oh. My. Pre-Pagan. God.”   Seeing something like what , you wonder?  Yes.  Look to the sky.  And then imagine.  Once again.