Of the Essence

actually, time is not of the essence at all

the novice looks at the clock & knows the time. the monk looks at the clock & knows the clock. the master looks at the clock & knows nothing

The Chambers Brothers - Time Has Come Today ♫ http://blip.fm/~ht76t

actually, time is without essence, without that space of love which allows all to be

time is the essence--of the dream-state

Time isn’t precious at all, b/c its an illusion. wht U perceive as precious is not time but the 1 point that is out of time: the Now. ~Tolle

"The mind exists in time, in fact the mind is time." ~Osho

A sense of anxiety results when the mind, always stuck in the past, thinks it cannot reach some moment it has created in the future.

It’s not that you have all the time in the world; it’s that there’s no such thing as time, it’s a figment of the mind.

The love you feel is an inverse ratio to the time you think.

     Time sits at the loom of mind—

     the past is the warp,

     the future the weft

     —weaving its fabric of fear.

     Love is nakedly now.





revised last line (was: love is simply naked)