You Can Never Be Free As Long

So Love The Thought Of Death, Love It.

People Who Want A Cure, Provided They Can Have It Without Pain, Are Like Those Who Favour Progress, Provided They Can Have It Without Change.

Think Of A Flabby Person Covered With Layers Of Fat. That Is What Your Mind Can Become - Flabby, Covered With Layers Of Fat Till It Becomes Too Dull And Lazy To Think, To Observe, To Explore, To Discover ... Not Wanting To Be Disturbed Or Questioned Into Wakefulness.

It's Only When You Become Love - In Other Words, When You Have Dropped Your Illusions And Attachments - That You Will "know." As You Identify Less And Less With The "me," You Will Be More At Ease With Everybody And With Everything.

If You Want To Know What It Means To Be Happy, Look At A Flower, A Bird, A Child; They Are Perfect Images Of The Kingdom. For They Live From Moment To Moment In The Eternal Now With No Past And No Future.