#my

Myth is a cloud based upon a shadow based upon the movement of the breeze. ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#dreams

The greatest and most blessed thing in the Germanic life is the mythical, sensitive, yet strong, awakening. The fact is that we have again begun to dream our own primal dreams. ↗

— Alfred Rosenberg

#myth #rosenberg #dreams

The Dreaming is always; forever... it's always happening, and us mob, we're part of it, all the time, everywhere, and every-when too. ↗

— Kate Constable

#mythology #young-adult #dreams

Jason woke to a feeling of fear, borne from a dream that he couldn’t remember when waking. But as his mind focused, he found the dream right before him. The half-woman lay perfectly molded against his body, her wings draped down her back. ↗

— Derendrea

#erotic #erotica #new-york-city #paranormal-erotica #paranormal-romance

Anytime one tries to take fragments of one's personal mythology and make them understandable to the whole world, one reaches back to the past. It must be dreamed again. ↗

— Assotto Saint

#haitian-dyaspora #mythology #dreams

Who you are is a mystery no one can answer, not even you. ↗

— Jamaica Kincaid

#mystery #self-awareness #life

Mother goddesses are just as silly a notion as father gods. If a revival of the myths of these cults gives woman emotional satisfaction, it does so at the price of obscuring the real conditions of life. This is why they were invented in the first place. ↗

— Angela Carter

#cults #does #emotional #father #first

It's weird when you wake of from a bad dream and everything is still bad. ↗

— Todd Strasser

#hands #murder #mystery #strasser #suspense

Leaders unify nations by creating an external enemy, and nations make that dream comes true. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#enemy #leader #nations #dreams

All the seeds of Christianity -- of superstition, were sown in my mind and cultivated with great diligence and care. All that time I knew nothing of any science -- nothing about the other side -- nothing of the objections that had been urged against the blessed Scriptures, or against the perfect Congregational creed. Of course I had heard the ministers speak of blasphemers, of infidel wretches, of scoffers who laughed at holy things. They did not answer their arguments, but they tore their characters into shreds and demonstrated by the fury of assertion that they had done the Devil's work. And yet in spite of all I heard -- of all I read. I could not quite believe. My brain and heart said No. For a time I left the dreams, the insanities, the illusions and delusions, the nightmares of theology. I studied astronomy, just a little -- I examined maps of the heavens -- learned the names of some of the constellations -- of some of the stars -- found something of their size and the velocity with which they wheeled in their orbits -- obtained a faint conception of astronomical spaces -- found that some of the known stars were so far away in the depths of space that their light, traveling at the rate of nearly two hundred thousand miles a second, required many years to reach this little world -- found that, compared with the great stars, our earth was but a grain of sand -- an atom – found that the old belief that all the hosts of heaven had been created for the benefit of man, was infinitely absurd. ↗

— Robert G. Ingersoll

#humbleness #immensity #science #dreams