Quotes About Transcendence

God is everything higher which I cannot understand but only believe.

Here near the bottom of the degenerate age The forces of negativity and darkness prevail Even Buddhas, boddhisatvas and Sages shy away And pass silently away to the sphere of peace. How can a simple little butter lamp Placed in the face of a terrible storm Ever hope to eliminate the darkness of night?

Why is it so important to continue after death? We never question the demonstrable fact that before birth we did not exist, so why should we fear becoming once more what we were to begin with?

From behind he looked younger than he was in his dark thin ready-made suit a little too big for him at the hips, but when you met him face to face he looked older, the slatey eyes were touched with the annihilating eternity from which he had come and to which he went.

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Immortality is an aim, not a fact.

I think it is possible, and it is reasonable to say, that light is the language of God. Light may be the way that God speaks to the universe, and to us.

Her thick, black plait of hair was the rope by which a man might climb to heaven.

How will the approach of the Singularity spread across the human world view?

Transcending what terrifies you and finding freedom from fear is one of the primary pursuits of people rising to world-class, both in their work and within their lives.

I care not how worldly you may be: there are times when all distinctions seem like dust, and when at the graves of the great you dream of a coming country, where your proudest hopes shall be dimmed forever.

There is no death, only a change of worlds.

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

The capacities by which we can gain insights into higher worlds lie dormant within each one of us.

My art has always been in response to visions. Rather than confine my subject to representations of the outer worlds, I include portrayals of the multi-dimensional imaginal realms that pull us toward consciousness evolution.

An intimate core of my being recognizes that there is nothing in me that can go on: there is no spark; there is no infestation of vaporous miasma that has the capacity to continue, and there is nothing in me that wishes to continue. This moment is, for me, all that there is, and I'm willing to accept it. I'm a worm; I have no soul.

As I have not worried to be born, I do not worry to die.

My death is incidental, and I worry very much about my loved ones and, you know, would like to make it as easy as possible for them. Or wish I could will away whatever, you know, the sadness they will feel when I die. But for me, nothing. The world goes on.

Religion can make it worse. Are you supposing that if people were encouraged to believe in a transcendent reality, and to be encouraged by grand rituals and music and preaching, to love their neighbors, then they would put jealousy and frustration aside?

Worship is transcendent wonder.

Only the other world has substance and reality; only good deeds and holy learning have tangible worth.

And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.

Ours is a divine journey; therefore, this journey has neither a beginning nor an end... This journey has a goal, but it does not stop at any goal, for it has come to realise that today's goal is only the starting point of tomorrow's journey.

The sun too penetrates into privies, but is not polluted by them.