If The World Was Taking Care Of

The Basis And Firm Groundwork Of The Material, And Its Primary Contribution, Lies In The Concept That Consciousness Itself Indeed Creates Matter, That Consciousness Is Not Imprisoned By Matter But Forms It, And That Consciousness Is Not Limited Or Bound By Time Or Space; Time And Space In Your Terms Being Necessary Distortions, Or Adopted Conditions, Forming A Strata For Physical Existence.

You Should Tell Yourself Frequently 'i Will Only React To Constructive Suggestions.' This Gives You Positive Ammunition Against Your Own Negative Thoughts And Those Of Others.

Hate Is Love Looking For Itself Everyplace But Where Love Is.

I Stand Upon A Block Of Stillness. It Is More Secure Than Any Sidewalk. I Bring With Me My Own Sidewalk.

You Were Born Into A State Of Grace. It Is Impossible For You To Leave It. You Will Die In A State Of Grace Whether Or Not Special Words Are Spoken For You, Or Water Or Oil Is Poured Upon Your Head. You Share This Blessing With The Animals And All Other Living Things. You Cannot Fall Out Of Grace, Nor Can It Be Taken From You. You Can Ignore It. You Can Hold Beliefs That Blind You To Its Existence. You Will Still Be Graced But Unable To Perceive You Own Uniqueness And Integrity, And Blind Also To Other Attributes With Which You Are Automatically Gifted.