Quotes About Existence

God don't make no mistakes. That's how He got to be God.

I think, therefore I am. I'm pink, therefore I'm spam.

Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: If you're alive it isn't.

What's the good of drawing in the next breath if all you do is let it out and draw in another?

The moon looks wonderful in this warm evening light, just as a candle flame looks beautiful in the light of morning. Light within light...It seems to me to be a metaphor for the human soul, the singular light within that great general light of existence.

De ce oamenii î?i pierd timpul cu lucruri care nu le folosesc dup? moarte?

E prea mic? lumea. Întâlnim la fiecare pas numai umbre.

Din p?cate, e o singur? lume, iar noi suntem doi...

Problema e dac? mai reu?e?ti sa ie?i din ceva, odat? ce te-ai n?scut.

Uite, daca-mi strang sufletul, nu se prinde nimic in el. Oricum, am ajuns departe, foarte departe. O mai fi ceva? Arborii cresc, le dau mugurii, le pica frunzele si se intreaba: o mai fi ceva? Oamenii iubesc, stau de vorba si mor. O mai fi ceva? Mortii tac. Scruteaza vesnicia si tac. Lasa iarba sa-i faca optimisti pana in toamna. Atunci mor din nou peste moartea lor veche, gramada. Si tac, si tac, si tac.

Se facea ca ma faceam ca traiesc, Intr-o vale adanca, de somn intretaiata. Trezindu-ma, doar atat imi amintesc. Ochiul continua sa mi se bata.

Ceva ca rug?ciunea Nu ?tiu ce am, C? nu dorm când dorm Nu ?tiu ce am, C? nu sunt treaz, Când stau de veghe. Nu ?tiu ce am, C? nu ajung nic?ieri, Când merg. Nu ?tiu ce am, C? stând pe loc Sunt, h?t, departe. Doamne, din ce fel de hum? M-ai luat în palmele tale calde ?i cu ce fel de saliv? Ai amestecat ?i-ai fr?mântat huma-mi? De nu ?tiu ce am C? exist, Nu ?tiu ce am C? nu mai am nimic, Decât pe tine.

?i-am l?sat vorb? în amintirea mea, m?car la soroace mai mari, universul întreg s? fie dat lumii de poman?.

Cu toate pînzele…. De n-ai fi tu, atîta sete s-ar pierde, timpul ar fi gri, cu fa?a-ntoars? la perete Izvoru-n piatr? s-ar opri. A?a c? o adulmecare, Cu toate pînzele plîngînd, Cîte-o corabie pe mare Ar luneca numai în gînd. Împov?rat doar c-o arip?, Pe cer, în raiuri somnolente, A? fi ?i eu doar o risip? A nefiin?ei existente.

Î?i e?ti ?i drum lung ?i merind? ?i vreme oricât?, oricând. ?i spa?iu cabrând nenoroc. ?i totu-i vibrare pe loc.

Exist? în univers o anumit? cantitate de via?? ?i o anumit? cantitate de moarte, ?i el – universul – procedeaz? ca un contabil care lucreaz? en gros, lui s?-i ias? mereu suma mare, totalul.

Time is an illusion. Time only exists when we think about the past and the future. Time doesn't exist in the present here and now

I came to believe in the idea of parallel realities. I think that the reality we see now is a certain frequency, and that we're all on the same frequency, so we're visible to each other, but that it's possible to change frequencies. To enter a different reality. And I think that there are hundreds of these realities.

Much later on, I read a statement of Bruce Nauman's: "Art is a matter of life and death." It sounds melodramatic, but it's so true. This was exactly how it was for me

It was a big base of my performance art ... the idea of here and now ... not something that's happening in the past or the future. It's always happening. It's always now.... Only what matters is the present.

When the things you love exist only inside your memory they cannot be destroyed or taken from you.

Earth's creatures weren't alone in the universe. I craned my head back to stare at the trailer ceiling and wonder about the cosmos beyond. We were but dots on a miserable speck of a rock tucked into an insignificant corner of the galaxy.

Once humans learned how to enter the psychic plane, then it wouldn't be long before they discovered what shouldn't exist. Vampires. Werewolves. Ghosts. La Llorona. El Cucuy. Fairies. Then humans would do to us what they did to the dodo birds, the passenger pigeon, and most of the Native Americans.

Cerremos nuestros ojos, usemos nuestra mente y percibamos cómo sería nuestra existencia si el velero de nuestra vida navegara siguiendo el rumbo que marcan nuestras prioridades y las velas las impulsara el viento de nuestros valores.