All Sadness Is A Tantrum.

If You Are An Enemy To Your Own Mind, Other People Have To Become Enemies Too, Sooner Or Later. Until You Understand, Until You Can Love The Thoughts That Appear In Your Mind, Then You Can Love The Rest Of Us. You Work With The Projector -the Mind - Not The Projected World. I Can't Really Love You Until I Question The Mind That Thinks It Sees You Outside Itself . . .

When We're Not Defending And Justifying, And We're Being Very Still, Our Answers Can And Do Shock Us.

Until We Question Our Stressful Thoughts, We Remain Victims Of The Images In Our Head.

The Perfect World Is Created When The Mind Is Free To See It.

I Really Believe I'm Right. So, Tell Me, Where Am I Wrong?