Quotes About Existence

Our woal life is a idear we dint think of nor we dont know what it is.

Here below the surface one studies the depths of TO BE, as manifest in AM, IS, and ARE. And if you don't hold up your end of the conversation I may very well snap you in two.

How do you stay cheerful?' I said. 'I don't mind being alive,' he said.

We make fiction because we are fiction ... It lived us into being and it lives us still.

I have forgotten more of my life than I remember, and with my forgetting I have lost my being.

Jiko looked out accross the ocean to where the water met the sky. A wave is born from the deep conditions of the ocean, she said. A person is born form the deep conditions of the world. A person pokes up from the world and roll along like a wave. Until it's time to sink down again. Up, down. Person, wave.

Do not think that time simply flies away. Do not understand "flying" as the only function of time. If time simply flew away, a separation would exist between you and time. So if you understand time as only passing, then you do not understand the time being.

Time itself is being, he wrote, and all being is time . . . In essence, everything in the entire universe is intimately linked with each other as moments in time, continuous and separate.

I don't believe I exist, and soon I won't. I am a time being about to expire.

So then you ask her when her birthday is, and she says, "Hmm, I don't really remember being born

A wave is born from deep conditions of the ocean...A person is born from deep conditions of the world. A person pokes up from the world and rolls along like a wave, until it is time to sink down again. Up, down. Person, wave.

You can feel life completely by taking it away

nothing in the world is solid or real, because nothing is permanent, and all things---including trees and animals and pebbles and mountains and rivers and me and you---are just flowing through for the time being.

Life is full of stories. Or maybe life is only stories.

Maybe this is what it's like when you die. Your inbox stays empty. At first, you just think nobody's answering, so you check your SENT box to make sure your outgoing mail is okay, and then you check your ISP to make sure your account is still active, and eventually you have to conclude that you're dead.

The past (...) It feels like it exists, but where is it? And if it did exist but doesn't now, then where did it go?

Because, you see, this feeling of alive is not so easy to experience

A time being is someone who lives in time, and that means you, and me, and every one of us who is, or was, or ever will be.

So then you ask her when her birthday is, and she says, "Hmm, I don't really remember being born . . ." And if you pester her some more and ask her how long she's been alive, she says, "I've always been here as far as I remember.

If time is annihilated, mountains and oceans are annihilated.

I whispered Now! ... Now! ... Now! ... over and over, faster and faster, into the wind as the world whipped by, trying to catch the moment when the word was what it is: when now became NOW. But in the time it takes to say now, now is already over. It's already then.

When everything you think you own—your belongings, your life—can be swept away in an instant, you must ask yourself, What is real?

The past is weird. I mean, does it really exist? It feels like it exists, but where is it? And if it did exist but doesn't now, then where did it go?

I have been caused to live by the deep conditions of the universe to which I am humbly and deeply grateful.