" What makes me, ‘me’ is my ability to grow through my experiences- so basically I’m always evolving. "
by Samantha the Computer
" Who has not found the heaven below will fail of it above. God’s residence is next to mine. His furniture is love. "
by Emily Dickinson
" Give rest, O Christ, to thy servant with thy saints:
where sorrow and pain are no more;
neither sighing but life everlasting.
Thou only art immortal, the creator and maker of man:
and we are mortal formed from the dust of the earth,
and unto earth shall we return:
for so thou didst ordain,
when thou created me saying:
“Dust thou art und unto dust shalt thou return.”
All we go down to the dust;
and weeping o’er the grave we make our song:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.
by Eastern Orthodox Memorial Service

I stood in this sunsheltered place until I could see the face behind the face. All that had gone before had left no trace.

Down by the railway siding In our secret world- we were colliding. All the places we were hiding love- what was it we were thinking of?

So I watch you wash your hair underwater, unaware. And the plane flies through the air. Did you think you didn’t have to choose it? That I alone could win or lose it? In all the places we were hiding love- what was it we were thinking of?

In this house of make believe- divided in two, like Adam and Eve. You put out and I receive.

Down by the railway siding in our secret world we were colliding. In all the places we were hiding love- what was it we were thinking of?

The wheel is turning spinning round and round and the house is crumbling but the stairways stand. With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame- whatever it is, we are all the same.

Making it up in our secret world. Shaking it up. Breaking it up. Making it up in our secret world.

Seeing things that were not there- on a wing on a prayer- in this state of disrepair.

by Peter Gabriel’s, “Secret World”
" Harriet Beecher Stowe once said “The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.” "
by Jason Gideon, Criminal Minds (via peppermintygh)
" Adapt, react, readapt, act. "
by Michael Scott
" The Master… creates confusion in those who think that they know. "
by Lao Tzu
" I came to this world with nothing and I’ll leave with nothing but love. Everything else is just borrowed. "
by Mike Skinner
" If I could open my arms
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I’d bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
by Ben Gibbard

What is ‘real?’

How do you define ‘real?’

If you’re talking about what you can feel- what you can smell- what you can taste and see- then ‘real’ is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.

by Morpheus
" I was held back by mere trifles, the most paltry inanities, all my old attachments. "
by Saint Augustine
" Be present in all things and thankful for all things. "
by Maya Angelou
" Relentlessly pursue that craft which humbly serves your fellow man and makes you feel the most ‘alive.’ "

The church need no longer aspire to ‘win the world’ as if for the first time. In many ways and in many cultures the world was was already won- then lost (the church having lost its own reason for being).

The church must (first) find itself again. Then and only then can it aspire to win the world back- not by empire, but by some beautifully strange form of decentralized compassion.