The Fact That We Die, That Makes

Not Everything Is Going To Be Successful. To Strive For That Is Really Naive. You Just Do The Best You Can Do.

The Ego Is Kind Of A Big, Unwieldy Thing. It's Not So Easily Tamed Or Subdued.

Racism Is Ridiculous No Matter Where It's Coming From.

Life Is Suffering. We Have Desires And Expectations And Egos, And We Compare The Reality We Have, Which Is Miraculous And Wondrous, With This Reality We Desire. That Somehow Distances Us From Actually Taking Part Fully With The Reality We Do Have, And That Creates Suffering. For Me, The Thing That I Love Is That It's All About The Present Moment.

I Need To Feel Like The Work I'm Doing Is Not Necessarily Important, But Meaningful, At Least To Me, Because Otherwise It Just Becomes A Day Job. It Just Becomes Factory Work And I Get Really Frustrated.