I Like To Say Understanding

The Only And Dearest Relationship Is The Mind's Relationship With Itself.

Stress Is An Alarm Clock That Lets You Know You're Attached To Something Not True For You.

The Mind's Job Is To Validate What It Thinks.

Who I Believed Myself To Be Was A Hopeless Case. I Would Wake Up In The Mornings And Notice I Was Still Alive And Breathing And Hate God, Hate Myself, Hate Life, And Contemplate Ways Of Killing Myself.

It Doesn´t Come Later. Everything You´re Supposed To Do Is Here Right Now.