He was vulnerable to all the sorts of contradictions that every human can be subject to.

Well, don’t you think that we are all like that? I mean in some ways the deepest fear for a lot of people is getting to the end of their life and think that they did it wrong.

consciousness is the “I am-ness” of life. We can only say, “I am,” because of consciousness. And without consciousness, we wouldn’t exist.

Nobody wants to be told about the countless minor horrors and humiliations that become facts of “life” when your body turns from being a friend to being a foe: the boring switch from chronic constipation to its sudden dramatic opposite; the equally nasty double cross of feeling acute hunger while fearing even the scent of food; the absolute misery of gut-wringing nausea on an utterly empty stomach; or the pathetic discovery that hair loss extends to the disappearance of the follicles in your nostrils, and thus to the childish and irritating phenomenon of a permanently runny nose. Sorry, but you did ask … It’s no fun to appreciate to the full the truth of the materialist proposition that I don’t have a body, I am a body.

I usually switch up what I’m doing.

Anyone can talk. Anyone can write. It takes discipline and rigor

how do I, in my lifetime, do my part to help return the species to itself?

I’m taking more baths and showers to allow the water to help cleanse me and shift me.

Giving myself that first hour of awake time that’s just my own.

we need to let this thing go, because it was complete