This book is the one that brought my quest for consciousness into my consious world. reading it at one point i identified with it in a way that i had never done before. I said, “Right here, this is talking about me.” and it was the first time i had known and felt that. now i have done it innumerable times while reading. i have always been a luminous being, a warrior, a sorcerer but never did i know it.

We talk to ourselves incessantly about our world. In fact we maintain our world with our internal talk. And whenever we finish talking to ourselves about ourselves and our world, the world is always as it should be. We renew it, we rekindle it with life, we uphold it with our internal talk. Not only that, but we also choose our paths as we talk to ourselves. Thus we repeat the same choices over and over until the day we die, because we keep on repeating the same internal talk over and over until the day we die. A warrior is aware of this and strives to stop his internal talk.

There’s no emptiness in the life of a warrior. Everything is filled to the brim. Everything is filled to the brim, and everything is equal.