Quotes About Reality

The identity that we ascribe to things is only a fictitious one, established by the mind, not a peculiar nature belonging to what we're talking about.

There is no past, memory paints it,' Ã¢â'¬Â the pope recited. " Ã¢â'¬ËœThere is no future, for hope shapes it. There is only the present, but it is always escaping us.

Infinite love is the only truth. Everything else is illusion.

When you look in the mirror what do you see? Do you see the real you, or what you have been conditioned to believe is you?

It is important to realise that two conflicting statements can both be equally true depending on the level from which you observe the same situation.

When you look in the mirror, what do you see? Do you see the real you, or what you have been conditioned to believe is you? The two are so, so different. One is an infinite consciousness capable of being and creating whatever it chooses, the other is an illusion imprisoned by its own perceived and programmed limitations.

Scientists revealed in 2016 that bees find pollen by picking up electrical signals transmitted by flowers, while a British team has lowered extremely high blood pressure by inserting an electrical wire in the brain to change what is being communicated. Understanding electrical communication is vital to understanding our reality (and health) and it is so simple.

We go through our lives thinking we are living in the present when in truth we are living in the past and the future.

Yesterday is gone, tomorrow doesn't exist – we need to accept Now.

Until we respect our own, and everyone's, right to be different, to make our own choices, and create our own conscious realities free from imposition and pressure to conform, we will remain in a prison of our own making.

The myth of choice is there to fool us into believing we are free.

We have to think we have choice otherwise we might realise we live in a dictatorship that is only decked out to look like freedom.

If you visualise something happening in the future it will always be happening in the future and never in the now.

the collective madness which is called normality... the madness that masquerades as sanity... For what is the perception of madness, but the perceiver's perception of sanity? What is that perception but what collective society has decreed sanity to be?

Fear is a perception – False Emotion Appearing Real – and fear is the currency of control.

I am dreaming of the funeral of the world, watching it go by carried in an urn reduced to ashes and followed by a horde of mourners, a million abreast, across the broadest lands and all chanting together: We are dead, we have killed ourselves. We are beyond rescue. What you see is not us but your thoughts of us, and I who am observing in terror of it being true hope not to have to wake up, so that I may let myself discount it as a dream.

Materialism is a beautiful and compelling view of the world, but to account for consciousness, we have to go beyond the resources it provides.

Some say that consciousness is an "illusion," but I have little idea what this could even mean. It seems to me that we are surer of the existence of conscious experience than we are of anything else in the world.

Simulations are not illusions. Virtual worlds are real. Virtual objects really exist.

There comes a point in every man's life when he sees that the magician's hat is empty, that the government and the church are run by fools, and that virtue is far rarer than he'd been led to believe.

was the only incoming they'd taken in days. How do you go about telling a guy who is alive only because he didn't use the shitter at the wrong time that he ought to go back home, go to school, get married and mortgaged, have kids, and commit to the world when he knows for a fact that nothing in this world is real except chance?

If one is inflexible and devoted to an illusion of normalcy - stability, permanence, reality - then the break is always harsher. The more rules there are to violate, the more violations there will be, because what we call reality is an interpretative construct of the human mind; a reality we re-make every day to deny the howling nothingness of existence and the meaningless tragedy of life.

All we know of Russell's table is what we experience, and our experience differs from that of others and is dependent on where we are standing, what part we touch, how hard we touch it, and on and on. We are the blindfolded men around the elephant, each feeling but a small part of the whole. Some are arrogant enough to believe we can whip off the blindfold and see everything. But since the blindfold is the brain, it is not possible.

Sometimes it seems that a plan is a useful illusion until life figures out where you really should be headed.