The active pursuit of The Secret requires that, mentally, you nail to the floor
one of your many fidgety feet.

Though humans insist on believing otherwise when one man imposes his "will" on others,
it is never his intellectual will that's involved.

No man is fully human who is not mentally agitated and dissatisfied -- and certainly none, fully realized, who do not wish freedom therefrom. Is the difference then between the ordinary and those-on-the-move the difference between the letters "W" and "S" -- as in between the words "wish" and "seek"?

If you are still uncertain as to whether man's mind or body is the more graceful, talented,
and intelligent, look at the generally free flow of traffic even on crowded highways,
then at the impeding congestion normally extant in men's mental life.

To the more alert:
Memory is of significance only when operating as an "instant constant."

Put another way:
If you have to think about it, it's already too late.

A young monk asked the elder head of the order:
"Is it possible for a man to become so 'mystical-minded' that he's no longer 'ordinary-minded'?"
And the more ancient one replied: "Yeah, if he's nuts."

One day two young followers in a mystical lodge were talking, and one of them said: "What I enjoy most about the answers I receive to my questions from our leader is how totally unexpected in nature they often are."
To which his friend replied: "Curious, but for the same reason do I find them upsetting and unpleasant."
...Which again goes to show that: You simply can't please everybody -- unless you kill them first.

One day, past midway in his life, a man's mind said:
"It's hard to believe that we've come this far together."
And the man thought:
"'Hard to believe' hardly begins to cover it!"

The speaker so declared to the assembled: "Everyone has a story to tell about himself."
And several people in the crowd immediately vanished. And a kid, standing nearby mused:
"You don't usually see so many mystics at a public gathering."