Love. Hope. Strength. Faith. Open your heart, open your arms, open your eyes. We are the universe, and the universe is us. Go now, live your life.
Like blood on the hands of a policeman, like the screams of a beaten prisoner; a cat cries out in the night. It is the sound of my life spreading out in the darkness. It is the sound that says, “Now.” At last. I cannot swallow midnight with my mouth bound by a gag. I cannot breathe from behind this choke-hold. The cat cries out again and again. The night drags on like a jail sentence.
Art isn't anecdote. It's the consciousness we bring to bear on our own lives.
Buddha means awareness, the awareness of body and mind that prevents evil from arising in either.
I suppose the most revolutionary act one can engage in is to tell the truth.