When we experience fear, it cuts us off from our power. It cuts us off from knowledge and experience. It is a guillotine that falls and separates.

I'm an observer of life. I like to watch people, and I like to watch cactus. I like to talk to mountains and communicate with my friends in the other spheres and dimensions.

The best things in life are free. Sunsets and sunrises are free. Air is free. Love is free. Death is free. The best things in life are free.

Learn to be happy in any and all circumstances, whether you're experiencing pleasure or pain, whether there's loss or gain, whether the world loves you or hates you. Learn to be happy.

The Winter Solstice is the time of ending and beginning, a powerful time -- a time to contemplate your immortality. A time to forgive, to be forgiven, and to make a fresh start. A time to awaken.

The heart chakra is the central chakra.

Long before the advent of what scientists and scholars consider to be the beginning of human civilization, there was an age undreamed of ... the age of Atlantis.

As the kundalini rises, the knowledge and powers of those dimensions will begin to come to you.

Atlantis was destroyed by the greed of its inhabitants.

We live in an age that's repeating itself endlessly. We're getting closer again to the techno-chic world we saw in Atlantis that occurs in countless planes. It's indigenous to enlightenment.

The members of the Mystery school, during the time of Atlantis, had psychically seen the subsequent ages of darkness.

Having words opened up a world of possibilities for Martha.

I went because the nights are numbered and I do not know the count.

I want one word on my tombstone - dancer.

I had discovered that love might be a pastime as well as a tragedy, and I gave myself to it with pagan innocence.

Obviously not a Stephen King level writer, but I'd written short stories and short fiction, from the time I was 12.

What's a soup kitchen?

For me, Mexploitation seemed like something that should have existed, but didn't.

Is there a home, a home for me? Where the people stay until eternity? Is there a road that winds up, underneath the big green tree? Is there a home, a home for me?

There should be a class on apartheid. There should be a class on why people are hungry, but there are not. There are classes on...gym. Physical Education.

Nothing impresses the mind with a deeper feeling of loneliness than to tread the silent and deserted scene of former throng and pageant.