Joy Is The Sheer Evidence Of God.

The Whole Life Lies In The Verb Seeing.

The Idea Is That Of The Earth Not Only Becoming Covered With Myriad Grains Of Thought, But Becoming Enclosed In A Single Thinking Envelope So As To Form, Functionally, No More Than A Single Vast Grain Of Thought On The Sidereal Scale, The Plurality Of Individual Reflections Grouping Themselves Together And Reinforcing One Another In The Act Of A Single Unanimous Reflection...a New Domain Of Psychical Expansion- That Is What We Lack. And It Is Staring Us In The Face If We Would Only Raise Our Heads To Look At It.

You Must Overcome Death By Finding God In It.

There Is Almost A Sensual Longing For Communion With Others Who Have A Large Vision. The Immense Fulfillment Of The Friendship Between Those Engaged In Furthering The Evolution Of Consciousness Has A Quality Impossible To Describe.

The Dog Knows, But Does Not Know That He Knows.