Once more into the fray...Into the last good fight I'll ever know.Live and die on this day...Live and die on this day...

Be an artist of consciousness. Your picture of reality is your most important creation. Make it powerfully profoundly beautiful.

Life is a wave of creative consciousness rippling through space and time that we have the honor of aesthetically surfing.

The purpose of truly transcendent art is to express something you are not yet, but something that you can become.

The infinite vibratory levels, the dimensions of interconnectedness are without end. There is nothing independent. All beings and things are residents in your awareness.

Love, consciousness, and creativity are the highest refinements of the cosmic evolutionary force.

Share your presence with others, no boundaries, completely, openly, lovingly. Love is what makes us alive.

What one person sees as degrading and disgusting and bad for women might make some women feel empowered and beautiful and strong.

When we gaze into the eyes of our beloved, we're staring into the eyes of a sacred mirror, and we recognize our oneness.

Remember you belong to nature, not it to you.

The good that binds us is Love, it comes from our Soul, it flows through our center, and connects us with everything.

The danger from legislative usurpations, which, by assembling all power in the same hands, must lead to the same tyranny as is threatened by executive usurpations.

There are two kinds of forecasters: those who don’t know, and those who don’t know they don’t know.

Punk became a circus didn't it? Everybody got it wrong. The message was supposed to be: Don't follow us, do what you want!

We need to be willing to risk embarrassment, ask silly questions, surround ourselves with people who don't know what we're talking about. We need to leave behind the safety of our expertise.

Know how to behave at a fine restaurant, which is a telltale measure of social maturity.

Indeed, baptism is a vow, a sacred vow of the believer to follow Christ. Just as a wedding celebrates the fusion of two hearts, baptism celebrates the union of sinner with Savior.

Let it all out. If only I could. Letting it all out would involve me exploding like a firework, a beautiful riot of rainbow sparks bouncing around the car and lighting up the entire lot.

When you're playing something, hopefully, if you're doing your best, you're advocating for your character and you're not trying to think too much.

Here is the boy, drowning.

Human attempts to construct moral order are always precarious: If righteousness too often leads to self-righteousness, the demand for justice can lead to one guillotine or another.