Quotes About Merge

That we may merge into the deep and dazzling darkness, vanish into it, dissolve in it forever in an unbelievable bliss beyond imagination, for absolute nothingness represents absolute bliss.

Like clouds in rain, like seas Exultant as they roll, We mix in ecstasies, And, as breeze melts in breeze, Thy soul becomes my soul.

Meditation is existence. When we meditate, all we are simply doing is letting go and allowing ourselves to dissolve back into that which we really are. We are merging with life and light.

Another debate merged politics and technology. Could the nation's new democratic traditions survive in the

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Emotions are the complex conjunction of physiological arousal, perceptual mechanisms, and interpretive processes; they are thus situated at the threshold where the noncultural is encoded in culture, where body cognition, and culture converge and merge.

If this tendency to identify itself with objects is destroyed, the ego merges into its Source.

On the level of high art, in their common efforts to express human truths, relationships, attitudes, and personal visions, children's literature and adult literature meet and sometimes merge, and we wonder then whether a given work is truly for children or truly for grown-ups. The answer, of course, is: for both.

The yukti here is to use the terribleness of darkness as a gateway into the mystery of the soul. Meditate on this terror, and something mysterious happens. You become one with the blackness. This yukti tells you to take your worst fear and merge with it.

In this Unbound state that night you encountered all that was and ever could be: form and emptiness, and the absence of form and emptiness. You felt what it was to open completely, to merge with matter and let everything in.

Things, even people have a way of leaking into each other like flavours when you cook.

this is before we're living together, before we do the most faithful act of all, mix our separate books into one library)

It's our environment that is controlling how we think, act, and feel. We're victims of our personal realities, because our personal realities are creating our personalities—and it's become an unconscious process. Then that, of course, reaffirms the same thinking and feeling, and now there's a tango or a match between our outer worlds and our inner worlds, and they merge and become the same—and so do we.

As you enter a meditative state, your subjective, freewill consciousness would merge with the objective, universal consciousness, and you'd be planting a seed in possibility.

Things you did. Things you never did. Things you dreamed. After a long time they run together.

I want to be able to look at and into a juniper tree, a piece of quartz, a vulture, a spider, and see it as it is in itself, void of all humanly qualities, even the categories of scientific description. ...... I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

The problem is that with blogging, the model is publish first, maybe fact-check later. In newspapers, the model is you fact check first and then publish. But those models are merging.

It meant that if we let ourselves, we could get closer than we had ever been. Disappear into each other. You'd bleed and I wouldn't. Then we both would.

How do we merge entertainment and education? We live in a world where entertainment wins, but if entertainment can have an educational heart, then we can really change people's lives.

A veces, June, tengo que imaginar que estás ahí. Tengo la sensación de que quiero ser tú. Antes nunca había querido ser nadie más que yo. Ahora quiero fundirme en ti, estar tan cerca de ti que mi propio ser desaparezca.

No, this was a melting together, a vanishing together into a soft, dark womb of warmth.

To ADCORPORATE  (ADCO'RPORATE)   v.a.[from ad and corpus.]To unite one body with another; more usually wrote accorporate; which see.

I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

By the time the Milky Way collided with Andromeda, the war between them, for all practical purposes, was over.