The ultimate freedom from the nonexistent ego is to see that it is actually irrelevant.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
When did I realise I was God? Well, I was praying and I suddenly realised I was talking to myself.
Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.
Let every man and woman count himself immortal. Let him catch the revelation of Jesus in his resurrection. Let him say not merely, “Christ is risen,” but “I shall rise.”
God laughs when two brothers divide their land with a string, saying to each other, ‘This side is mine and that side is yours.’ He laughs and says to Himself, ‘The whole universe belongs to me, but they say they own this portion or that portion.’
