The Spawn
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Bill Hicks:
All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. We are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death. Life is a dream, and we're the imagination of ourselves.
The world is like a ride at an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it, you think it's real, 'cause that's how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down and around and around. It has thrills and chills and its very brightly colored and its very loud. And it's fun, for a while. But some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question, "is this real? Or is this a ride?" And other people have remembered and they come back to us. They say, "hey, don't worry; don't be afraid, ever. Because - this is just a ride."
And we...kill those people. "Shut him up. We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This has to be real."
It's just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try to tell us that, and let the demons run amuck. But it doesn't matter because - it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money - a choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door and buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one.
All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. We are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death. Life is a dream, and we're the imagination of ourselves.
The world is like a ride at an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it, you think it's real, 'cause that's how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down and around and around. It has thrills and chills and its very brightly colored and its very loud. And it's fun, for a while. But some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question, "is this real? Or is this a ride?" And other people have remembered and they come back to us. They say, "hey, don't worry; don't be afraid, ever. Because - this is just a ride."
And we...kill those people. "Shut him up. We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This has to be real."
It's just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try to tell us that, and let the demons run amuck. But it doesn't matter because - it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money - a choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door and buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one.
Nice.
