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My Worrying, For Instance, Was A Scene In Which I Looked At Myself While I Had The Sensation Of Being Boxed In. I Call That Worrying, It Has Happened To Me A Number Of Times After That First Time.

-Carlos Castaneda

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My Worrying, For Instance,

Carlos Castaneda

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My Worrying, For Instance, Was A Scene In Which I Looked At Myself While I Had The Sensation Of Being Boxed In. I Call That Worrying, It Has Happened To Me A Number Of Times After That First Time.

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In The Universe There Is An Immeasurable, Indescribable Force Which Shamens Call Intent, And Absolutely Everything That Exists In The Entire Cosmos Is Attached To Intent By A Connecting Link.

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Beware Of Those Who Weep With Realization, For They Have Realized Nothing.

When You Need An Answer, Look Over Your Left Shoulder And Ask Your Death.

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Your Thoughts And Your Actions Are Fixed Forever In Their Terms. That Is Slavery. I, On The Other Hand, Brought You Freedom. Freedom Is Expensive, But The Price Is Not Impossible. So, Fear Your Captors, Your Masters. Don't Waste Your Time And Your Power Fearing Me.

"only If One Loves This Earth With Unbending Passion Can One Relieve One's Sadness," Don Juan Said. "warriors Are Always Joyful Because Their Love Is Unalterable And Their Beloved, The Earth, Embraces Them And Bestows Upon Them Inconceivable Gifts. The Sadness Belongs Only To Those Who Hate The Very Thing That Gives Shelter To Their Beings." Don Juan Again Caressed The Ground With Tenderness. "this Lovely Being, Which Is Alive To Its Last Recesses And Understands Every Feeling, Soothed Me, It Cured Me Of My Pains, And Finally When I Had Fully Understood My Love For It, It Taught Me Freedom."

To Compare Tensegrity With Yoga Or T'ai Chi Is Not Possible. It Has A Different Origin And A Different Purpose. The Origin Is Shamanic, The Purpose Is Shamanic.

I Had Been Experiencing Brief Flashes Of Disassociation, Or Shallow States Of Non-ordinary Reality.

The Fate Of All Of Us Here Has Been To Know That We Are Prisoners Of Power. No One Knows Why Us In Particular, But What A Great Fortune!

Warriors Do Not Win Victories By Beating Their Heads Against Walls, But By Overtaking The Walls. Warriors Jump Over Walls; They Don't Demolish Them.

Conclusions Arrived At Through Reasoning Have Very Little Or No Influence In Altering The Course Of Our Lives.

To Die With Elation Is A Crappy Way Of Dying... A Warrior Dies The Hard Way. His Death Must Struggle To Take Him. A Warrior Does Not Give Himself To 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.

To Ask Me To Verify My Life By Giving You My Statistics Is Like Using Science To Validate Sorcery. It Robs The World Of Its Magic And Makes Milestones Out Of Us All.

It Takes All The Time And All The Energy We Have To Conquer The Idiocy In Us

When Nothing Is For Sure, We Remain Alert, Perennially On Our Toes. It Is More Exciting Not To Know Which Bush The Rabbit Is Hiding Behind Than To Behave As Though We Knew Everything.

One Can Say That The Nagual Accounts For Creativity. The Nagual Is The Only Part Of Us That Can Create.

All Of Us, Whether Or Not We Are Warriors, Have A Cubic Centimeter Of Chance That Pops Out In Front Of Our Eyes From Time To Time. The Difference Between An Average Man And A Warrior Is That The Warrior Is Aware Of This, And One Of His Tasks Is To Be Alert, Deliberately Waiting, So That When His Cubic Centimeter Pops Out He Has The Necessary Speed, The Prowess, To Pick It Up.

A Man Of Knowledge Chooses A Path With A Heart And Follows It And Then He Looks And Rejoices And Laughs And Then He Sees And Knows.

...to Tune The Spirit When Someone Is Trampling On You Is Called Control

If A Warrior Wants To Pay Back For All The Favors He Has Received, And He Has No One In Particular To Address His Payment To, He Can Address It To The Spirit Of Man, That's Always A Very Small Account, And Whatever One Puts In It Is More Than Enough.

The Things Shamans Deal With Are Extremely Practical. They Break Down Parameters Of Normal Historical Reality. Magical Passes Are Just One Aspect Of That.

... The Daily World Exists Because We Know How To Hold Its Images; Consequently, If One Drops The Attention Needed To Maintain Those Images, The World Collapses

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Within These Premises, The Only Thing One Can Be Is An Impeccable Mediator. One Is Not The Player In This Cosmic Match Of Chess, One Is Simply A Pawn On The Chessboard. What Decides Everything Is A Conscious Impersonal Energy That Sorcerers Call Intent Or The Spirit.

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For Me There Is Only The Traveling On Paths That Have Heart, On Any Path That May Have Heart, And The Only Worthwhile Challenge Is To Traverse Its Full Length--and There I Travel Looking, Looking Breathlessly.

I Am Already Given To The Power That Rules My Fate. And I Cling To Nothing, So I Will Have Nothing To Defend. I Have No Thoughts, So I Will See. I Fear Nothing, So I Will Remember Myself. Detached And At Ease, I Will Dart Past The Eagle To Be Free.

The Spirit Listens Only When The Speaker Speaks In Gestures. And Gestures Do Not Mean Signs Or Body Movements, But Acts Of True Abandon, Acts Of Largesse, Of Humor. As A Gesture To The Spirit, Warriors Bring Out The Best Of Themselves And Silently Offer It To The Abstract.

Our Normal Expectations About Reality Are Created By A Social Consensus. We Are Taught How To See And Understand The World. The Trick Of Socialization Is To Convince Us That The Descriptions We Agree Upon Define The Limits Of The Real World. What We Call Reality Is Only One Way Of Seeing The World, A Way That Is Supported By Social Consensus.

A Warrior Takes Responsibility For His Acts, For The Most Trivial Of Acts. An Average Man Acts Out His Thoughts, And Never Takes Responsibility For What He Does.

When One Has Nothing To Lose, One Becomes Courageous. We Are Timid Only When There Is Something We Can Still Cling To.

Anything Is One Of A Million Paths. Therefore You Must Always Keep In Mind That A Path Is Only A Path; If You Feel You Should Not Follow, You Must Not Stay With It Under Any Circumstances.

The Hardest Thing In The World Is For A Warrior To Let Others Be.

We Don't Need More To Be Thankful For, We Just Need To Be More Thankful.

Man Has A Dark Side, Yes, And It Is Called Stupidity.

I Too Did Not Want To Take The Path Of A Warrior. I Believed That All That Work Was For Nothing, And Since We Are All Going To Die What Difference Would It Make To Be A Warrior? I Was Wrong. But I Had To Find That Out For Myself. Whenever You Do Realize That You Are Wrong, And That It Certainly Makes A World Of Difference, You Can Say That You Are Convinced. And Then You Can Proceed By Yourself. Any By Yourself You May Even Become A Man Of Knowledge

Human Beings Are On A Journey Of Awareness, Which Has Momentarily Been Interrupted By Extraneous Forces.

To Worry Is To Become Accessible, Unwittingly Accessible. And Once You Worry You Cling To Anything Out Of Desperation; And Once You Cling You Are Bound To Get Exhausted Or To Exhaust Whoever Or Whatever You Are Clinging To.

The Basic Difference Between An Ordinary Man And A Warrior Is That A Warrior Takes Everything As A Challenge While An Ordinary Man Takes Everything As A Blessing Or A Curse.

Learn To See, And Then You'll Know That There Is No End To The New Worlds Of Our Vision.

A Warrior Must Learn To Make Every Act Count, Since He Is Going To Be Here In This World For Only A Short While, In Fact, Too Short For Witnessing All The Marvels Of It.

Will Is What Can Make You Succeed When Your Thoughts Tell You That You're Defeated.

Challenges Cannot Possibly Be Good Or Bad. Challenges Are Simply Challenges.

Fright Never Injures Anyone. What Injures The Spirit Is Having Someone Always On Your Back, Beating You, Telling You What To Do And What Not To Do

The Aim Is To Balance The Terror Of Being Alive With The Wonder Of Being Alive.

All Paths Are The Same: They Lead Nowhere. ... Does This Path Have A Heart? If It Does, The Path Is Good; If It Doesn't, It Is Of No Use. Both Paths Lead Nowhere; But One Has A Heart, The Other Doesn't. One Makes For A Joyful Journey; As Long As You Follow It, You Are One With It. The Other Will Make You Curse Your Life. One Makes You Strong; The Other Weakens You.

What Is A Truthful Life? A Life Lived With Deliberateness, A Good, Strong Life.

Personal History Must Be Constantly Renewed By Telling Parents, Relatives, And Friends Everything One Does. On The Other Hand, For The Warrior Who Has No Personal History, No Explanations Are Needed; Nobody Is Angry Or Disillusioned With His Acts. And Above All, No One Pins Him Down With Their Thoughts And Their Expectations.

Man Lives Only To Learn. And If He Learns It Is Because It Is The Nature Of His Lot, For Good Or Bad.

A Warrior Takes His Lot, Whatever It May Be, And Accepts It In Ultimate Humbleness. He Accepts In Humbleness What He Is, Not As A Grounds For Regret But As A Living Challenge.

Your Problems Is That You Think You Have Time.

Procrastination

We Chose Whether To Be Warriors Or To Be Ordinary.

A Hunter That Is Worth His Salt Does Not Catch Game Because He Sets His Traps, Or Because He Knows The Hunting Routines Of His Prey, But Because He Himself Has No Routines. This Is His Advantage. He Is Not At All Like The Animals He Is After, Fixed By Heavy Routines And Predictable Quirks; He Is Free, Fluid, Unpredictable

... Everything In The World Is A Force, A Pull Or A Push. In Order For Us To Be Pushed Or Pulled We Need To Be Like A Sail, Like A Kite In The Wind. But If We Have A Hole In The Middle Of Our Luminosity, The Force Goes Through It And Never Acts Upon Us.

Whenever A Warrior Decides To Do Something, He Must Go All The Way, But He Must Take Responsibility For What He Does. No Matter What He Does, He Must Know First Why He Is Doing It, And Then He Must Proceed With His Actions Without Having Doubts Or Remorse About Them.

It Doesn't Matter How One Was Brought Up. What Determines The Way One Does Anything Is Personal Power.

There Are Lots Of Things A Warrior Can Do At A Certain Time Which He Couldn't Do Years Before. Those Things Themselves Did Not Change; What Changed Was His Idea Of Himself.

It Is Important To Have A Perspective Then Only Through Seeing The World Is It Possible To Transcend Ideas Such As The Flyers, And Other Aberrant Thought Forms. With Ruthlessness, Cunning Patience And Sweetness, It Can Be Cracked.

The Greatest Flaw Of Human Beings Is To Remain Glued To The Inventory Of Reason. Reason Doesn't Deal With Man As Energy. Reason Deals With Instruments That Create Energy, But It Has Never Seriously Occurred To Reason That We Are Better Than Instruments: We Are Organisms That Create Energy. We Are Bubbles Of Energy.

We Hardly Ever Realize That We Can Cut Anything Out Of Our Lives, Anytime, In The Blink Of An Eye.

A Warrior Knows That He Is Only A Man. His Only Regret Is That His Life Is So Short That He Can't Grab Onto All The Things He Would Like To. But For Him, This Is Not An Issue; It's Only A Pity.

The Trick Is In What One Emphasizes. We Either Make Ourselves Miserable, Or We Make Ourselves Happy. The Amount Of Work Is The Same.

...that Was The Way Human Beings Are; They Love To Be Told What To Do, But They Love Even More To Fight And Not Do What They Are Told, And Thus They Get Entangled In Hating The One Who Told Them In The First Place.

For A Warrior, To Be Inaccessible Means That He Touches The World Around Him Sparingly. And Above All, He Deliberately Avoids Exhausting Himselfand Others. He Doesn't Use And Squeeze People Until They Have Shriveled To Nothing, Especially The People He Loves.

The Path To Knowledge Is A Forced One. In Order To Learn, We Must Be Pushed. On The Path Of Knowledge We Are Always Fighting Something, Avoiding Something, Preparing For Something; And That Something Is Always Inexplicable, Greater And More Powerful Than Us.

Things Don't Change, Only The Way You Look At Them.

The Most Effective Way To Live Is As A Warrior. A Warrior May Worry And Think Before Making Any Decision, But Once He Makes It, He Goes His Way, Free From Worries Or Thoughts; There Will Be A Million Other Decisions Still Awaiting Him. That's The Warrior's Way.

A Man Goes To Knowledge As He Goes To War, Wide Awake, With Fear, With Respect, And With Absolute Assurance.

It Is Best To Erase All Personal History Because That Would Make Us Free From The Encumbering Thoughts Of Other People

Personal History

To Seek The Perfection Of The Warrior's Spirit Is The Only Task Worthy Of Our Temporariness, Our Manhood.

Nobody Knows Who I Am Or What I Do. Not Even I. Don Juan Matus

Intent Is What Can Make A Man Succeed When His Thoughts Tell Him That He Is Defeated.

You Say You Need Help. Help For What? You Have Everything Needed For The Extravagant Journey That Is Your Life.

A Man Of Knowledge Lives By Acting, Not By Thinking About Acting... Thus A Man Of Knowledge Sweats And Puffs And If One Looks At Him He Is Just Like An Ordinary Man, Except That The Folly Of His Life Is Under His Control.

Don Juan Assured Me That In Order To Accomplish The Feat Of Making Myself Miserable I Had To Work In The Most Intense Fashion, And That It Was Absurd. I Had Now Realized I Could Work Just The Same In Making Myself Complete And Strong. "the Trick Is In What One Emphasizes," He Said. "we Either Make Ourselves Miserable, Or We Make Ourselves Strong. The Amount Of Work Is The Same."

For Me The World Is Weird Because It Is Stupendous, Awesome, Mysterious, Unfathomable; My Interest Has Been To Convince You That You Must Assume Responsibility For Being Here, In This Marvelous World, In This Marvelous Desert, In This Marvelous Time. I Want To Convince You That You Must Learn To Make Every Act Count, Since You Are Going To Be Here For Only A Short While, In Fact, Too Short For Witnessing All The Marvels Of It.

Sorcerers Are Convinced That All Of Us Are A Bunch Of Nincompoops. We Can Never Relinquish Our Crummy Control Voluntarily, Thus We Have To Be Tricked

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