What do you see when you look out at the world? All I see are reflections of impulses.
For the frighteningly few who are strong enough to maintain an open mind will see a star, a sun, a door, a path, a yellow brick road, a staircase, a god or an infinite list of other misinterpretations.
The scariest of all is not being open and impulsive enough to discover your own sense of it.
“Life is for the making, for those with the impulse to look for it, and make sense of their life for themselves. You can’t fake insight, once you know where and how to see it for yourself.”