Brute force crushes many plants. Yet the plants rise again. The Pyramids will not last a moment compared with the daisy. And before Buddha or Jesus spoke the nightingale sang, and long after the words of Jesus and Buddha are gone into oblivion the nightingale still will sing. Because it is neither preaching nor commanding nor urging. It is just singing. And in the beginning was not a Word, but a chirrup. We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known. No man is or can be purely individual. The mass of men have only the tiniest touch of individuality: if any. The mass of men live and move, think and feel collectively, and have practically no individual emotions, feelings or thoughts at all. They are fragments of the collective or social consciousness. It has always been so, and will always be so. The only justice is to follow the sincere intuition of the soul, angry or gentle. Anger is just, and pity is just, but judgment is never just. The true artist doesn't substitute immorality for morality. On the contrary, he always substitutes a finer morality for a grosser. And as soon as you see a finer morality, the grosser becomes relatively immoral. The true self is not aware that it is a self. A bird, as it sings, sings itself. But not according to a picture. It has no idea of itself. The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination. Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can be great -- quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have proved it. There is no such thing as sin. There is only life and anti-life. This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us. This makes us secret and rotten. The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death. | 
