The Bodega at the End of the Internet

The remedy to alienation, a state that often keeps people cooperative and docile in the face of injustice, is belonging

“One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.”

If you want to become whole,

let yourself be partial.

If you want to become straight,

let yourself be crooked.

If you want to become full,

let yourself be empty.

If you want to be reborn,

let yourself die.

If you want to be given everything,

give everything up.

The Master, by residing in the Tao,

sets an example for all beings.

Because he doesn’t display

"Conscience" is a slave driver, put into man by himself. It drives him to act according to wishes and aims which he believes to be his own, while they are actually the internalization of external social demands. It drives him with harshness and cruelty, forbidding him pleasure and happiness, making his whole life the atonement for some mysterious

He who cherishes a beautiful vision, a lofty ideal in his heart, will one day realize it.

I am a ridiculous person. Now they call me a madman. That would be a promotion if it were not that I remain as ridiculous in their eyes as before. But now I do not resent it, they are all dear to me now, even when they laugh at me—and, indeed, it is just then that they are particularly dear to me. I could join in their laughter—not exactly at

a dash of chaos and entropy is good for new ideas

we have to gain a new kind of freedom, one which enables us to realize our own individual self, to have faith in this self and in life.

"What do you have here?" I asked.

"Odds and ends," she said. "My house is chock full of other people's things. As people went away, they chose my house to store their belongings, but not one of them has ever come back to claim them.