Winners in the game of life receive grand prizes. But every participant gets a consolation prize: the transition to heaven. The winners completely engaged with their grand prizes often forget to pick up the consolation prize. They will not transition to heaven....

The play of life is a great cosmic joke for those who “get it.” Those who don’t "get it" are the butt of the joke. Those who "get it" love those who don’t; for without those who don’t, the play wouldn’t be funny. Moreover, those who “get it” express their gratitude and respect to the ones who don’t; for if those who don't "get it" abandoned their roles, the ones who "get it" might be recruited for the most difficult roles, the roles of the ones who don’t. Sometimes, even those who "get it" forget it. This is even funnier when they "get it" again and laugh at themselves....

In the play of life, we are both the actors and the audience. Wonderful entertainment except when we forget we are also the audience....

Someone who asks a question wants to learn. Someone who provides an answer wants to teach. Someone who asks a question and provides an answer wants to sell you something....

When we choose to be loved over loving, we will surely die.   Love is connectedness that dispels the duality of self and not self. When connected by love, our finite self merges with what we love, creating a "beyond self." The "beyond self" continues beyond the lifespan of our finite self. The self that prioritizes being loved cannot be loving. It is a powerful and controlling self, but not powerful enough to survive death....

Intellectuals are undoubtedly smart, but lack wisdom when they think they are smarter than others....