“A person is not earth, not water, Not fire, not wind, not space, Not consciousness, and not all of them. What person is there other than these?”

He who does not attempt to make peace / When small discords arise, / Is like the bee’s hive which leaks drops of honey / Soon, the whole hive collapses.

A Buddha teaches according to the tolerance of his students; Some he urges to refrain from sins, others to do good,

One who kill, own life will be shortened; One who harms, will be injured even more

The Buddha taught some people the teachings of duality that help them avoid sin and acquire spiritual merit.

The pleasure and misery of mankind revolve like a wheel.

In peace there is profundity from which the highest respect arises from respect comes power and command therefore observe peace.

There is pleasure when a sore is scratched, But to be without sores is more pleasurable still.

To others he taught non-duality, that some find profoundly frightening.

Because there are no phenomena which are not dependent arisings, there are no phenomena which are not void.

A highly learned man has two sources of happiness: either he abandons all earthly interests, or else he possesses much which could be abandoned.

Like the love of a parent for an only child, the tenderness of the Compassionate One is all-pervasive.

Just so, there are pleasures in worldly desires, But to be without desires is more pleasurable still.

Ultimate serenity is the coming to rest of all ways of taking things, the repose of named things; no truth has been taught by a Buddha for anyone, anywhere.

Without hope of reward Provide help to others. Bear suffering alone, And share your pleasures with beggars.

Some to rely on dualism, other on non-dualism; And to some he teaches the profound, The terrifying, the practice of enlightenment, Whose essence is emptiness that is compassion

So, to praise others for their virtues – Can but encourage one’s own efforts

Conscious faith is freedom. Emotional faith is slavery. Mechanical faith is foolishness.

In consciousness dwells the wondrous, with it man attains the realm beyond the material, and the Peyote tells us, where to find it.

We do not die because we have to die; we die because one day, and not so long ago, our consciousness was forced to deem it necessary.

Our own consciousness is incapable of having produce the universe. God, therefore, exists. That is to say, there is no reason for not applying the term God, Theos, to the intimate essence.

All the senses awaken and fall into harmony in poetic reverie. Poetic reverie listens to this polyphony of the senses, and the poetic consciousness must record it.

Music is given to us specifically to make order of things, to move from an anarchic, individualistic state to a regulated, perfectly concious one, which alone insures vitality and durability.

Why is it so difficult to simply be, to look around the room and just be free; why do I feel a need to add something to me, when I’m the consciousness that holds every key.

The Srimad-Bhagavatam states that any bona fide preacher of God consciousness must have the qualities of titiksa (tolerance) and karuna (compassion). In the character of Lord Jesus Christ we find both these qualities.