Friday, October 28, 2011

The world without wings


"When it was over, all I could think about was how the entire notion of oneself, what we are, is just this logical structure, a place to momentarily house all abstractions. It was a time to become conscious, to give form and coherence to the mystery, and I had been a part of that. It was a gift. Life was raging all around me and every moment was magical. I loved all the people, dealing with all the contradictory impulses - that’s what I love the most, connecting with the people. Looking back, that’s all that really mattered."


- Waking Life



The beauty of life, the beauty of perception. And it was all that really mattered. 


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