You can come to feel him, but you can never come to know him

That which cannot be taken, only that is yours

On the path of meditation, imagination is a barrier

This transformation you have to bring to yourself

Awareness is the golden key

I tell you, it is shit

Mind as such is old, and there can be no modern mind

I have my own logic: I am all for love, because love fails

Consciousness is energy, purest energy

The observer can be practiced, the witness happens

In the very denial you will be proving it

Let laughter be your attitude about death

The difference between the observer and the observed evaporates

Don't believe in me, be a fellow traveler with me

I believe in an imperfect God