reality

Reality is a background so painted over by our own perceptions that every eye sees the world differently.

You are one and only creator of your reality. Even when you might think there is some external force out there creating it for you, it is just you.

The worst fear of the race yes, the world suddenly transformed into a senseless nightmare, horrible dissolution of things. Nothing compares, even oblivion is a sweet dream. You understand why, of course. Why this peculiar threat. These brooding psyches, all the busy minds everywhere. I hear them buzzing like flies in the blackness. I see them as glow worms flitting in the blackness. They are struggling, straining every second to keep the sky above them, to keep the sun in the sky, to keep the dead in the earth-to keep all things, so to speak, where they belong. What an undertaking! What a crushing task! Is it any wonder that they are all tempted by a universal vice, that in some dark street of the mind a single voice whispers to one and all, softly hissing, and says: 'Lay down your burden.' Then thoughts begin to drift, a mystical magnetism pulls them this way and that, faces start to change, shadows speak... sooner or later the sky comes down, melting like wax. But as you know, everything has not yet been lost: absolute terror has proved its security against this fate. Is it any wonder that these beings carry on the struggle at whatever cost?

Without God, reality is madness. Reason will tell you so. You either madly trust in God, or you trust in a world gone mad without him.

The only way anyone ever won a war, is to make the enemy hurt so bad that he can't stand it any more. ... George S. Patton

It was all fine until the girls started drinking. (Everything is always fine up until that point.)

Your perspectives change your realities.

That thing over there was more there than it__ there!Yes, sometimes I cry about the perfect body that doesn__ exist.But the perfect body is the bodiest body there can be,And the rest are the dreams men have,The myopia of someone who doesn__ look very much,

Reality is a life sentence.

I didn't know who I was any longer, so I just was.

Nothing in any religious teachings goes beyond Humanism, unless you add the supernatural...Make believe is the only difference between being human and being religious.

When we choose to operate on the frequency of compassion and kindness, we create, and reinforce our own realities, as filled with compassion and kindness.

After four thousand years we can__ even prove that reality exists beyond the mind of the first-person dreamer.

No two person, ever read the same book.

Who you are is shaping your so-called reality. When you change _ the world changes with you.

For all the pain I saw at Paterson, it is nothing compared to the pain that people inflict upon each other in the real world. All I can think of now is that it is not right for me to be unaware of that pain, including the pain that I inflict on others. Only how is it possible to live without being either numb to it or overwhelmed by it?

Don__ let __eality_ make you lose faith in God and gain faith in Man. Don__ put your Joy in man because when man leaves, there goes your Joy. The world didn__ give you your joy and the world can__ take it away. Your value isn__ in the hands of people and your worth was determined when you got here. You were born Gorgeous, but the world will try to convince you otherwise. You__e the daughter of the Kings of Kings and your worth extends beyond the clouds. You__e a product of LOVE.

Life is calling you. The other life. The analogue life. The real. Nature is calling you. And people too. Wondrous royal souls are waiting to meet, appreciate and experience you.