We Carry Our Homes Within Us Which

A Meal Without Mushrooms Is Like A Day Without Rain.

The Grand Thing About The Human Mind Is That It Can Turn Its Own Tables And See Meaninglessness As Ultimate Meaning.

People Paying Attention To Vibratory Activity, Not In Reaction To A Fixed Ideal Performance, But Each Time Attentively To How It Happens To Be This Time, Not Necessarily Two Times The Same. A Music That Transports The Listener To The Moment Where He Is.

The Truth Is That Everything Causes Everything Else. We Do Not Speak Therefore Of One Thing Causing Another. There Are No Secrets. It's Just We Thought They Said Dead When They Said Bread.

The World, The Real Is Not An Object. It Is A Process.