So What Is It With Your Mother

The World Is Perfect. As You Question Your Mind, This Becomes More And More Obvious.

Until You Look Forward To All Criticism, Your Work's Not Done.

When You Do The Work, You See Who You Are By Seeing Who You Think Other People Are. Eventually You Come To See That Everything Outside You Is A Reflection Of Your Own Thinking. You Are The Storyteller, The Projector Of All Stories, And The World Is The Projected Image Of Your Thoughts.

If You Argue Against Reality You Will Suffer.

The Whole World Is Simply My Story, Projected Back To Me On The Screen Of My Own Perception. All Of It.