Thought is a kind of opium; it can intoxicate us, while still broad awake; it can make transparent the mountains and everything that exists.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Thought can be so seductive and hypnotic that it absorbs your attention totally, so you become your thoughts.
Our mind is like a cloudy sky: in essence clear and pure, but overcast by clouds of delusions. Just as the thickest clouds can disperse, so, too, even the heaviest delusions can be removed from our mind.
A thought is an idea in transit.
Thought means life, since those who do not think so do not live in any high or real sense. Thinking makes the man.
Only thought can resemble. It resembles by being what it sees, hears, or knows; it becomes what the world offers it.
Thoughts have power; thoughts are energy. And you can make your world or break it by your own thinking.
Thought is an infection. In the case of certain thoughts, it becomes an epidemic.
Through all of history mankind has ingested psychedelic substances. Those substances exist to put you in touch with spirits beyond yourself, with the creator, with the creative impulse of the planet.
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!
Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.