"New scientific ideas never spring from a communal body, however organized, but

rather from the head of an individually inspired researcher who struggles with his

problems in lonely thought and unites all his thought on one single point which is

his whole world for the moment."

~Max Planck

"You do not belong to you. You belong to the universe. The significance of you will forever remain obscure to you, but you may assume that you are fulfilling your significance if you apply yourself to converting all your experience to highest advantage of others. You and all men are here for the sake of other men."
~R. Buckminster Fuller

It is vain to do with more what can be done with less.
-William of Occam

Eyes the Same by Morning Teleportation

And are our eyes the same
You know the air transforms ya
We're skipping through the haze
We make love in the morning

Through thick airplane windows
I never thought I'd see the day
When seeing your face was as vital as all the suns rays
And all of the dreams that you told me about in the dark
Well I had some crazy ones too but I think they are gone now

Stand still is talking to your cosmic mystery
The mark of your milk from a limb that your senses can't see

And are our eyes the same
You know the air transforms ya
We're skipping through the haze
We make love in the morning

Well whims time lapse is fast and slow
Raw sound pushes air you know
Holy is your art
If it brings you closer to the ones you know

And are our eyes the same
You know the air transforms ya
We're skipping through the haze
We make love in the morning
And are our eyes the same
You know the air transforms ya
We're skipping through the haze
We make love in the morning

Through thick airplane windows
I never thought I'd see the day
When seeing your face was as vital as all the suns rays
And all of the dreams that you told me about in the dark
Well I had some crazy ones too but I think they are gone now

Stand still is talking to your cosmic mystery
The mark of your milk from a limb that your senses can't see

And are our eyes the same
You know the air transforms ya
We're skipping through the haze
We make love in the morning

Well whims time lapse is fast and slow
Raw sound pushes air you know
Holy is your art
If it brings you closer to the ones you know

And are our eyes the same
You know the air transforms ya
We're skipping through the haze
We make love in the morning

Kris Lucas: Why can't I do the things I want to do? There's so much I know I'm capable of that I never actually do. Why is that?
Arlen Faber: The trick is to realize that you're always doing what you want to do... always. Nobody's making you do anything. Once you get that, you see that you're free and that life is really just a series of choices. Nothing happens to you. You choose.

One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.

~Helen Keller

“If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don’t;
If you’d like to win but you think you can’t,
You can almost be certain you won’t.

If you think that you’ll lose, you are lost,
For out in the world you will find
Success begins with a person’s will;
It’s all in the state of the mind.

If you think you’re outclassed you are;
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve just got to be sure of yourself
Before you can win the prize.

Life’s battles don’t always go
To a stronger or faster man;
But sooner or later the person who wins
Is the person that THINKS they can.”
~Unknown