I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
3 comments:
Nice words for a Sunday. Thanks.
As someone who has often been accused of being a Bene Gesserit witch (hopefully more in the Lady Jessica style not the scary old crone style), I must admit . . . there are times I really cling to the Tao of Dune.
If it's really a good thought, do I have to care where it comes from? Even if it's semi-pulpy sci fi?
No, you don't. NO, YOU DON'T! (Just drowning out the nay-sayers, there).
Good ideas are everywhere -- you just take the ones that work for you, stitch'em together, make a coherent philosophy of them, test them against your reality.
Personally, if someone mistook ME for a bene gesserit, I think I'd be complimented, even if I did always think of my self as more the sandworm type.
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