Quotes About Consciousness

Sufism is experiential

Be great. Get thy "Self". Know who you are. Beyond this body, and being. You are more than what you're seeing.

If you do not understand yourself, you will never understand the world around. The biggest world is within, outside views are our perceptual creation.

Free your mind, become who you are.. the mind is the biggest drug.. and everyone is addicted.

Ego-less, in time, you will no longer be God-less.

What you see is not true, but what you think about what you see is the truth.

And here I am. God and I, ever One, and Alone.

?Everything that makes you, you, is a biologically existential expression of your entire brain.

What are the units of ontology really that I should be a part of a whole, but not be, in all my awareness, chiefly the whole unto itself?

Genes come together to construct a magnificent life-form, while neurons come together to form our Illusion of Consciousness.

The awareness that seeks to know is the very object of its own seeking.

No book dropped from "up there". If it did, you say, then something is screwed up somewhere between your neck, and the top of your head.

Without awareness, every one of us is at risk of living trapped, an unfulfilled trace of our Self, by our own sense of who we are

The truth may be out there, but the lies are inside your head.

Everything in life is speaking in spite of its apparent silence.

Never having had either positive cruelty or kindness shown to her by her parents, but only an indifference, she was not conscious of what it was that she missed – affection.

Metonimijska slika banalnog nacionalizma nije zastava kojom se svesno maše u trenucima raspaljenih strasti; to je zastava koja visi nezapaženo na javnoj zgradi.

Some things that are invisible and untouchable can nevertheless be seen and felt.

The rocket was beautiful. In conception it had been shaped by an artist to break a chain that had bound the human race ever since we first gained consciousness of earth's gravity and all it's analogs in suffering, failure and pain. It was at once a prayer sent heavenward and the answer to that prayer: Bear me away from this awful place.

The April night on which Sammy felt most aware of the luster of his existence - the moment when, for the first time in his life, he was fully conscious of his own happiness - was a night that he would never discuss with anyone at all.

Yet entertainment--as I define it, pleasure and all--remains the only sure means we have of bridging, or at least of feeling as if we have bridged, the gulf of consciousness that separates each of us from everybody else. The best response to those who would cheapen and exploit it is not to disparage or repudiate but to reclaim entertainment as a job fit for artists and for audiences, a two-way exchange of attention, experience, and the universal hunger for connection.

Days go by, and I don't remember not to forget..

When it works, what you get is not a collection of references, quotes, allusions, and cribs but a whole, seamless thing, both familiar and new: a record of the consciousness that was busy falling in love with those moments in the first place.

He was glad to have been wakened, contemptuous as ever of the happiness to be found in dreams, displeased with himself for having fallen prey to it once again.