I don't think culture is something you can describe.
The music we play is kind of hard to explain. It's music that we really feel.
If you really could fit God in a file, you wouldn't need to believe in God, you know, you'd just go get the file like a box of corn flakes off the shelf.
Can such stiff and formal moldings as words capture the spirit-essence of love?
A spirit is not necessarily purer, because it is disembodied.
...behind all the discernible laws and connections, there remains something subtle, intangible and inexplicable.
The soul...is audible, not visible.
I would love to give you a more in-depth coherent explanation of my view of the soul, and if I had one I would. The soul and my concept of it are as ephemeral as anybody's, and possibly more so.
I am kind of an undecipherable commodity to a lot of people, including myself.
The me that is me is not my body. It's an awareness and an experience.
Whenever you look at light, basically it's just air. It has no tactileness to it. It's totally without density.
