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Curiously enough, it seems that at times the spiritual side prevails, and then the materialistic side-in wave-like motions following each other... At one time the full flood of materialistic ideas prevails, and everything in this life-prosperity, the education which procures more pleasures, more food-will become glorious at first and then that will degrade and degenerate. Along with the prosperity will rise to white heat all the inborn jealousies and hatreds of the human race. Competition and merciless cruelty will be the watchword of the day. To quote a very commonplace and not very elegant English proverb, "Everyone for himself, and the devil take the hindmost", becomes the motto of the day. Then people think that the whole scheme of life is a failure. And the world would be destroyed had not spirituality come to the rescue and lent a helping hand to the sinking world. Then the world gets new hope and finds a new basis for a new building, and another wave of spirituality comes, which in time again declines. As a rule, spirituality brings a class of men who lay exclusive claim to the special powers of the world. The immediate effect of this is a reaction towards materialism, which opens the door to scores of exclusive claims, until the time comes when not only all the spiritual powers of the race, but all its material powers and privileges are centered in the hands of a very few; and these few, standing on the necks of the masses of the people, want to rule them. Then society has to help itself, and materialism comes to the rescue.

Swami Vivekananda
Sit down and have a cup of coffee With your firm conviction that they're out to get you Sit down and have a cigarette with your awful fear of death I saw Milarepa at the all-night diner sharing a table with his personal demons He said You've got to invite them in with compassion on your breath Stop running away, 'cause nobody runs as fast as pain and sorrow Stop pushing away, you're just making it hard Stop putting it off, 'cause it'll be back to kick your ass tomorrow Breathe in, breathe out, let down your guard Sit down and start shooting the shit With the fear that you'll never measure up to your ideals Sit down and have a bottle of beer with the ache of all you've lost I saw Milarepa at the coffee house having a Danish with his hurts and hatreds He said You've got to invite them in, or you pay ten times the cost. Stop running away, 'cause nobody runs as fast as fear and loathing Stop pushing away, you're just making it worse Stop putting it off, cause it'll be back again in different clothing Just pop the clutch and go into reverse Invite them in and let them be there while you learn to stand it Invite them in and give them room to stomp and shout When they can come and go They won't be always pounding on your door If you let them in you can let them out. Sit down and have a conversation With the loneliness that's eating you alive Sit down and watch a sunset with your overwhelming rage I saw Milarepa at the corner bar buying a round for the monsters in his heart He said They're really not so bad when they're let out of their cage Stop running away, 'cause nobody runs as fast as pain and sorrow Stop pushing away, you're just making it hard Stop putting it off, 'cause it'll be back to kick your ass tomorrow Breathe in, breathe out, let down your guard

Allison Lonsdale
From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of particular interest. But for us, it's different. Consider again that dot. That's here, that's home, that's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there - on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.

Carl Sagan
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