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The purpose of art is to create heavens to balance the world because there are so many hells in the world, there are wars, tortures and oppressions, there is unhappiness etc.

The questions of God – meaning in Milton’s phrase “The god who hung the stars like lamps in heaven” – I don’t think psychedelics can address that definitively, but there is another god, a goddess, the goddess of biology, the goddess of the coherent animal human world, the world of the oceans, the atmosphere, and the planet. In short, our world! The world that we were born into, that we evolved into, and that we came from. That world, the psychedelics want to connect us up to… Our individuality, as people and as a species, is an illusion of bad language that the psychedelics dissolve into the greater feeling of connectedness that underlies our being here, and to my mind that’s the religious impulse. It’s not a laundry list of moral dos and don’ts, or a set of dietary prescriptions or practices: it’s a sense of connectedness, responsibility for our fellow human beings and for the earth you walking around on, and because these psychedelics come out of that plant vegetable matrix they are the way back into it.

The real hard work of the human mind is to eradicate the ego, ignorance, and immaturity, make it perfect to enhance the understanding of their own level of inner consciousness and then upgrading to the level of the truth, to realize the cosmic consciousness to unite with the Universal consciousness.

The real game starts when the Supreme Consciousness challenges the soul to investigate and reach the kingdom of the Lord.

There are a lot of people on this planet and, as a Christian, I like to believe that they all have to go somewhere. Let’s say that a half or three thirds will go to hell. But, what about the rest? " Mr. Wesley

There are certain moments in life of open-minded people... which really make them hard not to believe in the existence of heaven.

There are heavens in earth and that is soughed deep beneath your heart.

There are no ghettos in Heaven, no suburbs in Hell, no gutters in Heaven, but you’ll find repentant gangsters.

There are no other heaven and hell outside the human mind. Goodness is heaven, hatred is hell. Acceptance is religion, sectarianism is blasphemy. Love is holiness, discrimination is sin.

There are restrictions to entering heaven. The Scripture says: “Nothing impure will ever enter [heaven], nor will anyone who does what is shameful or deceitful, but only those whose names are written in the Lamb’s book of life” [Revelation 21:27 NIV].

There are so many responses to the truth that would please the heart of our master. Heaven awaits only your decision.

There are some things that you experience with God that you'll never be able to articulate this side of heaven.

There are three heavens. The first heaven is the earth and the world of mankind, and the third heaven is where God dwells. However, the second heaven is a place of time and space, where both demons and angels tread, plot, and fight against each other.

There has many a man gone through that gate without a safe-conduct, who will reach heaven ahead of some who were escorted through with absolution and ceremony, and had their affairs in order. Kings and princes of the church may find shepherds and serfs preferred before them, and some who claim they have done great good may have to give place to poor wretches who have done wrong and acknowledge it, and have tried to make amends.

There have been many times in my life where I would tell God that I need encouragement right now because of my rough day. God would then have someone call me, email me or text me something positive or uplifting. God does not run out of resources on how to bless you and make you happy. He does everything He can to make sure you know that He cares and He will show up for you.

There is always right; wrong never happens. Wrongness is again the ignorance and immaturity.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of Love. Along that river is the tree of heaven.

There is a time, a right time, waiting for the opportunity to unfold the secrets of spiritualism. It is a call from the Divine Force.

There is dancing and laughter in hell, an angel weeping openly on a park bench in heaven. My mother, dead and frantic in an attic. A white shirt on a floor. An old man in a wheelchair, rubbing his eyes. Here it is, here it is! the occupational therapists sing as they rise to the surface of the earth, smiling, bearing their terrible surprise.

There is godliness in us and Heaven awaiting after we depart. Hell is the combination of self-ignorance, ego, and immaturity. No place such as “hell” exists.

There is honey in this land sweeter than any I know of, and I have cut cane in places where the dirt itself tasted like sugar, so that's saying a heap.

There is no calendar you can mark to receive the divine grace. It’s pure love, self-dedication, and mercy of the divine.

There is no currency that buys great treasures in Heaven like obedience.

there is no any empty corner in my heart for you The day you kissed my heart, it all belongs to you you will never stop loving me, neither I no matter how much you love me no matter how deeply I love you But I will never breathe your love again neither you you were no one to choose your happiness neither i I had no rights to see dreams neither you we born, but not to live life our very own we were the pawn of God and destiny was playing with me and you. we suffer, we dead inside somewhere but the warmness of our love, we feel inside the soul everywhere now we are apart, walking on a different path me and you but far away from this world, somewhere in heaven the world our very own, is waiting for me and for you

There is no greater heaven than the heart of a loving mother She takes care of you when you are still in her womb. She nurtures you after you are born. She hurts when you fall, She celebrates when you make your first steps. She is the only person who genuinely cares about you. She loves you as she loves herself. Her heart is your true paradise. I love you mama.

There is no end to the war if avenge and revenge are in your mind.

There is no greater heaven the heart of a loving mother

There is no guidebook, map, or instruction book required to find the divine. Life is a mystery. Be a mysterious soul with a secret internal self-mission to seek the God in your godliness.

There is no human being in the world who has power to bless other human beings in the name of God, the Supreme Power.

There is none other like me. There is none other like her. We are unbelievable, impossible. I fly as high as the Heavens which cast me out. I have run out my comet's course: she is the world, I have sought out. Round her I have cast the loop of my orbit, and am held fast and safe; she is my Sea of Tranquility, my Milky Way, bearded with Berenice's Hair. I am a new constellation, pegged out in the sky. I am joy. Complete. For ever.

There is no medication to avoid death, but the wisdom in you would help beat the term “death.

There is no gravity, sound, vision, or senses required to enjoy the pleasure of living in godliness.

There is no heaven with a little hell in it - no plan to retain this or that of the devil in our hearts or our pockets. Out Satan must go, every hair and feather! ... There is no clothing in a robe of imputed righteousness, the poorest of legal cobwebs spun by spiritual spiders. ... Christ is our righteousness, not that we should escape punishment, still less escape being righteous, but as the live potent Creator of righteousness in us, so that we, with our wills receiving His spirit, shall like Him resist unto blood, striving against sin; shall know in ourselves, as He knows, what a lovely thing is righteousness, what a mean, ugly, unnatural thing is unrighteousness. He is our righteousness, and that righteousness is no fiction, no pretense, no imputation. ... Any system which tends to persuade men that there is any salvation but that of becoming righteous even as Jesus is righteous; that a man can be made good, as a good dog is good, without his own willed share in the making; that a man is saved by having his sins hidden under a robe of imputed righteousness - that system, so far this tendency, is of the devil and not of God. Thank God, not even error shall injure the true of heart. They grow in truth, and as love casts out fear, so truth casts out falsehood.

There is no Hell Hell is Earth itself And the busy, innocently fraud beings They are my demons themselves

There is no place so dark that light cannot lead the way.

There is no second version to the meaning of death. We are the limited version of the universe with abilities to function based on our plane of consciousness we are born with.

There is no technique to your meditation. You should just flow with the love for the divine. Keeping your eyes open or closed during meditation is all one and the same if you are capable of getting connected spiritually with your downloaded divine grace eternally.

There is no shortcut to seek the divine. Natural freedom is required to explore the opportunity of the infinite consciousness, unexplored.

There is nothing behind the curtains of religions, people put there whatever their imaginations can fathom

There is no technique to your meditation. You should just flow with the love for the divine. Keeping eyes open and meditating, or closed-eyes meditation, is all one and the same, if you are capable of spiritually, connecting with your downloaded divine grace eternally.

There isn’t any hell or heaven except for how we relate to our world. Hell is just resistance to life.

There is no hell; there is no heaven. In your mind, they are your own creation.

There's just something about the way he sings. It makes me think of when it snows outside, and the fire is warm, and Podo is telling us a story while you're cooking, and there's no place I'd rather be--but for some reason I still feel... homesick.

The repeated process of self-investigation and walking toward the truth consciousness is the only possible passage to achieve the perfection.

There Peter was, looking straight into the very eyes of God, walking the Sea of Galilee and then all of the sudden up to his neck in water. Some would argue he lacked the true believing, I say he had enough faith to go it a ways, and when he couldn't go farther Christ fetched him up. What am I saying? I'm saying that the walk to God ain't easy for the best of us. Now some would say, Preacher, if Peter had misdoubts there in the very glory of the Lord, what of us left here that ain't seen the dead raised nor the leper folk healed. All we seen is hard trial and sorrows. I'd not deny it. Burdens are plenty in this world and they can pull us down in the lamentation. But the good Lord knows we need to see at least the hem of the robe of glory, and we do. Ponder a pretty sunset or the dogwoods all ablossom. Every time you see such it's the hem of the robe of glory. Brothers and sister, how do you expect to see what you don't seek? Some claim heaven has streets of gold and all such things, but I hold a different notion. When we’re there, we’ll say to the angels, why, a lot of heaven’s glory was in the place we come from. And you know what them angels will say? They’ll say yes, pilgrim, and how often did you notice? What did you seek?

There was no one she wanted to see more. There was no one she wanted to see less. "Why?" she whispered. "Why are you here?" "The winds blew," he said.

There’s something about the amount of time that has gone by that makes her feel like a survivor. There’s something in the way that following her heart, despite it being perpetually broken, has made her feel like a success. And something about letting go of pain and letting love in has made her feel happy again.

There was a super-8 steel town somewhere, where all the forgotten things in the cruel world ended up eventually, Mandy was sure of it… this place, she decided, was called Smog City.

There was no heaven here. Eternal life meant waking up as a putrid corpse.

There would have been no war if mass ignorance and ego had not hit the immature individuals who became leaders of the unholy groups.