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Brilliant Words to Grow By: A Devotional Celebrating the Duality of Life

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“If we were not impressed by job titles, suits, and jargon, we would demand that financial advisors show us their personal bank statements before they tell us what we could or should do with our own money.”

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“You will always manifest what you think and believe, but that may or may not be what you actually want. If you are unhappy with your manifested reality, identify the sources in your consciousness and make adjustments to those thoughts and/or beliefs.”

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Book:The Principle of Manifestation: A Practical Guide to How We Materialize the Physical Universe
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“...Yet I somehow knew enough about him--because I somehow also knew enough about myself--to understand that his uncompleted thoughts were the lifeblood of his being. That was why I stayed away from those boxes. His thoughts were the ship on whose prow he stationed himself while the ice-strewn seas leaped and dived below. They were matters of calculatedly outrageous assumption, elephantine diligence, missilelike prophecy, and an unending, unruly wager regarding their eventual worth; they were going to be attacked with branching, incremental logic, andmet after months of toil--if not after years of it--by either the maniacal astonishment of discovery or by the shame-tipped dart of folly. The fact of all of this was like genetic information inside me. I knew it even as a teenager. I knew it even as a teenager on a substituted, entactogenic amphetamine. I had probably known it as a child. And I knew equally well that the risk of the toil he now began performing every day upstairs in his new office, despite the apparent risklessness of his quotidian life, might at any time overwhelm him, even more so in his fragile state. I knew that these mortal risks were hidden away each evening, that they were held at bay till the following afternoon by the cardboard tops that he placed over his boxes. I understood, even at the age I was then, and even in my newly altered condition, that the work was to be hallowed.”

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Book:A Doubter's Almanac
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