In The Universe There Is An Immeasurable,

We Have To Balance The Lineality Of The Known Universe With The Nonlineality Of The Unknown Universe.

We Talk To Ourselves Incessantly About Our World. In Fact We Maintain Our World With Our Internal Talk. And Whenever We Finish Talking To Ourselves About Ourselves And Our World, The World Is Always As It Should Be. We Renew It, We Rekindle It With Life, We Uphold It With Our Internal Talk. Not Only That, But We Also Choose Our Paths As We Talk To Ourselves. Thus We Repeat The Same Choices Over And Over Until The Day We Die, Because We Keep On Repeating The Same Internal Talk Over And Over Until The Day We Die. A Warrior Is Aware Of This And Strives To Stop His Internal Talk.

My Worrying, For Instance, Was A Scene In Which I Looked At Myself While I Had The Sensation Of Being Boxed In. I Call That Worrying, It Has Happened To Me A Number Of Times After That First Time.

Within These Premises, The Only Thing One Can Be Is An Impeccable Mediator. One Is Not The Player In This Cosmic Match Of Chess, One Is Simply A Pawn On The Chessboard. What Decides Everything Is A Conscious Impersonal Energy That Sorcerers Call Intent Or The Spirit.

Your Thoughts And Your Actions Are Fixed Forever In Their Terms. That Is Slavery. I, On The Other Hand, Brought You Freedom. Freedom Is Expensive, But The Price Is Not Impossible. So, Fear Your Captors, Your Masters. Don't Waste Your Time And Your Power Fearing Me.