Quotes About Consciousness

Your mind is made up of light. We call it the dharmakaya, the clear light of reality. The transcendental eternal light is everywhere. It's the light of god or whatever you want to call it.

If you're a person who just wants to be in the world and doesn't want any knowledge, then I don't know what you are doing with this tape. Turn it off immediately.

Meditation is not for everybody. When you meditate you become conscious. Most people don't want to be too conscious because they are afraid of awareness, of death, and of being happy.

The study of meditation is the entrance into the world of Wonderland. It has nothing to do with how you'd like it. You want a nice neat little study that's easily understandable.

Granted you want to go beyond ideas and beyond thought, but that takes years of practice. If you must think, think good thoughts, happy thoughts, and constructive thoughts.

If indeed the universe posessed a mind, it was a cluttered one. And if corners such as these thrived in that mind, then the custodian was asleep, or, perhaps, drunk.

Even in sleep, guilt makes it`s point

The man patrolling his prejudices never sleeps.

upon what has gone before, and that one must be mindful of that at every moment, with every choice made and about to be made.

Choices fall away, without you even noticing, until there are very few left, and you realize that you are nothing but what you are.

Emotions are the spawn of true motivations, whether those motivations be conscious or otherwise.

Knowledge was no blessing; awareness was a disease that stained the entire spirit.

She thought to resume crawling, then consciousness slipped away again.

It's because things are, Skanarow. All the complications we suffer through are hatched inside our own skulls.' 'Really? Doesn't make them any less real, though. Does it?

They're not dream worlds, Feather Witch. They're real. In those places, we are the ghosts.

Look, universal consciousness only works when everybody's on the same page. But no one's ever on the same page. So instead you've got all these fragmented slices of consciousness, each one stuffed into this tiny brain, none of them capable of even recognizing any other consciousness as being just as legitimate as their own, and so the whole thing turns into this giant ego-wank.

When One judges another, they unconsciously allow themselves to be judged.

The implication is that there are two pathways from the eyes to the brain: one for conscious vision and the other for circadian entrainment. This hypothesis is consistent with the known anatomy of the mammalian brain; the neural hotline to the pacemaker is separate from the brain's visual pathways.

People like to think they are rational and in control, but the lessons of history and social psychology demonstrate, time and again, that simply isn't so. We go about our days, and our lives, using unconscious mental models. When cult leaders manipulate those models, in subtle and overt ways, we can be persuaded to believe and do things we might never have considered without such systematic psychological influence.

Our technology, art, and what we know of our world, is unspeakably exhilarating and terrifyingly dangerous. We are capable of powerful creations and complete annihilation. Our consciousness is uncontainable—to the point of agonizing awareness. Homo sapiens sapiens has a power unlike Earth has ever seen.

What would it be like to think what a gerbil thinks, from a gerbil's point of view? Kind of like Thomas Nigel's 1974 paper, 'What Is It Like to Be a Bat?' There's a subjective character of experience that's never captured in reductive accounts. Know what I mean?' 'Um . . . Sure.

What would it look like to live in awe of every moment? To really, really see the terrible splendor, the delicate wonder of life?

A good idea is a network. A specific constellation of neurons—thousands of them—fire in sync with each other for the first time in your brain, and an idea pops into your consciousness.

Most people live in a very restricted circle of their potential being. They make use of a very small portion of their possible consciousness, and of their soul's resources in general, much like a man who, out of his whole organism, should get into a habit of using and moving only his little finger.