Book: Empire of angels

You need to look at the face of the enemy, right between the eyes. It leads him into confusion. He has a sense that you see it through.

Never forget, not important kindness, and the evolution of consciousness. Our enemy is not evil. Our enemy is ignorance.

Natalie I found the right ingredients for the implementation of the magic formula: 1+1=3.

I think that the human soul, perhaps, like a soap bubble. Pulls them to Heaven, as if in a funnel. Bubbles entrained by a vortex, funneling through the pipes and find yourself in another world, the complexity of which they imagine can not imagine. Like a soap bubble can understand where he came from and whither? Like a soap bubble to realize that such a bath, people, water, city, country, Earth? At best, he sees the water and warm the block a bathtub... And as it should be, afraid of the hole, which is waiting for the unknown...

Well, in the end, there are only two kinds of literature - good and bad.

Love your enemies, at least in order to act on their nerves.

Mother said that if so, then it goes to his mother. She grabbed the statue and threw it at him. Then they uttered his favorite expression: "not in front of the baby". They went to his room, screaming with all his strength, and then it was quiet and mom was moaning "Yes" and "no" and "Oh, Oh, Oh," and then again "Yes, Yes" and "no, no" as if he couldn't make a decision.

Most of the temples are dark and cold. Liturgical music is pompous and sad. The priests dress in black. Rituals glorify the torture of martyrs and compete in the depiction of atrocities. As if the torment suffered by their prophets, was the evidence of their truth. Isn't the joy of life the best way to thank God for his existence, if he exists? But if God exists, why does he have to be a dark creature?

So is now the new censorship. No restrictions, and redundancy. Books that may disturb, filled up a mass of tasteless waste.

Jokes like good stories. For a good joke need scenery, character, crisis or suspense, and it should outline very quickly, without a single superfluous word. You need to learn how to come up with jokes, I think this is a good exercise.

Time is relative for everyone, because everyone perceives it differently.

People. Its symbol - the cross. Because he has a choice. It is on the crossroads where they have to make a decision where to go. Before a person has a choice: to descend to the animal level or to move to a higher stage.
Sage. It has a horizontal line of attachment towards the sky and curve love for the land. It flies in the thoughts and loves peace...

We do not even have sufficient intelligence to appreciate their ignorance.

- I have one theory, says the owner. - There are people to help you, as if to say, "date with destiny". Even if once you miss the meeting, she repeated. And if she failed, it will be repeated again and again. Until until paid for. Some call it "coincidence" or déjà vu. And I've seen the time when you meet. I saw him many times, and it wasn't a nightmare. No, no, no!
Raising the blade of the knife on my stomach, he continues:
Buddhists believe that these meetings take place in different lives. Enemies in this life, enemies the next. According to many religions, there are entire families of souls that always meet to settle accounts.
And with unknown outcome. Perhaps in a previous life you were my wife and we argued constantly. And before that, maybe you were my father and beat me. And before you might have been a head of state, against whom I fought. For so long I don't love you...