Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colours, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
Many good sayings are to be found in holy books but merely reading them will not make one religious. One must practice the virtues taught in such books in order to acquire love of God.
Mind is consciousness, which has limitations. We are originally unlimited and perfect. Later on we take on limitations and become the mind…There is no mind to control if you realise the self. The mind having vanished, the self shines forth.
All ideologies are idiotic, whether religious or political, for it is conceptual thinking, which has so unfortunately divided man.
Direct the mind resolutely towards God, restraining the senses in their various seats, and looking on the state of the body as a matter of indifference. Realise your oneness with God, remaining continually intent on identifying with its nature…for what use is there in other, empty things?
The earth we abuse and the living things we kill will, in the end, take their revenge; for in exploiting their presence we are diminishing our future.
