I live by four simple words. Love. Being. Here. Now.

Each moment is now. Reality amounts to flickering lapses in time, as infinite layers of now. And with this constant motion we think of ourselves as being at rest. When in actuality we are zooming through space.

You can be anything you want to be as long as you know who you are. Paradoxically, once you realize this, you begin to lose your sense of self.

Was intelligence an inevitability, a consequence of evolution? Bacteria succeeded without a brain, possessing survival skills that rivaled their biological hosts. So why should a creature of higher intelligence expect to do better? Humans were on the verge of being replaced by their hybrid creations. How intelligent was that?

Consume life before it spoils.

One day we wake from sleep to wander through this tale of dreams with wings fluttering lighter than love free.

Terrified, yes. But I run toward the fire now. Not away.