Quotes About Reflection

A person living in the past is a mummy from a videotape of memories.

Abstaining from anger and sex is like popcorn in the oven, thoughts quickly cook.

All reflexes of thinking are just gears twisted by the experience of life.

Alone, we experience the depths of reality.

Alone, you will grow old faster in mind. Like a fish in the depths of the endless emptiness of nonsense.

Autumn is the maturity of thoughtfulness, the golden sunset of life.

Detachment from this world turns you into a spectator and you know the depths of awareness. Loneliness is like death, as if you died to society. They see you as a ghost.

Eternity turns you into a spectator.

Fate is our subconscious, life as a repeating dream of the subconscious in a new rebirth. Memory is what guides us.

Laugh at yourself, about your problems, fears, vices, shortcomings, failures, etc., make fun of everything connected with you, feel the evil comedy of reality. Laugh at yourself so you don't go crazy.

Loneliness as an early retirement.

Loneliness is a cocoon of revealing your essence, searching for yourself. Having found himself, a person will never be alone.

Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Loneliness is an endless journey where every stop is like a life lesson. Without a final stop in the circle of the cycle of life.

Loneliness is the inner self-improvement of the soul. For the most part, you feel the soul. And you feel the world at a particularly subtle level of consciousness.

Loneliness will turn you into a dumb genius.

Music is a lullaby of consciousness, we dance to death.

On audio cassette of a man thinking. One part of the tape is the past and the other is the future. Here you can feel the regularity and predictability of life that everything is a foregone conclusion. In our head, in the subconscious, everything is a record; only disinterested nobility can interrupt this record, which will create a new, more sincere form of thinking in the film of consciousness.

Philosophy is the prelude to death.

Problems accelerate time and time subconsciously accelerates aging.

Sleep is the core of loneliness.

The cracks of reality are the cracks of the insight of the mind.

The epitaph of inference is like a tattoo on your eternity, which will prove to you that everything is meaningless.

The inner world reflects our essence, our philosophical reasoning. The world passing through the prism of its own logic, passes through our hands, the world of people is endlessly abundant.