A Quote by Frederick Lenz

Birth and death are illusions, they are part of the dream. — © Frederick Lenz
Birth and death are illusions, they are part of the dream.
We have this recurring dream that we're human beings, that we have bodies, that we're in time and space, that there is birth and death. To awaken from the dream of life is to be conscious of eternity.
The Orgasmic Death Gimmick is rather complicated. It could be called the whole birth-death cycle of action, persuading people that birth and death are realities.
Birth leads to death, death precedes birth. So if you want to see life as it really is, it is rounded on both the sides by death. Death is the beginning and death is again the end, and life is just the illusion in between. You feel alive between two deaths; the passage joining one death to another you call life. Buddha says this is not life. This life is dukkha - misery. This life is death.
At birth, we emerge from dream soup. At death, we sink back into dream soup. In between soups, there is a crossing of dry land. Life is a portage.
Birth and death are the most singular events we experience - and the contemplation of death, as of birth, should be a thing of beauty, not ignobility.
When one begins the transformative process, death and birth are imminent: the death of custom as authority, the birth of the self.
Death is much simpler than birth; it is merely a continuation. Birth is the mystery, not death.
The only cure for loss of illusions is fresh illusions, more illusions, and always illusions.
Waking was the most reliable part of a dream, as built into dreams as death is to life. You dream, you wake: you live, you die.
On waking from the dream, we see that birth and death, the sense of self, other - all of these things fade away.
There are three great events in our lives: birth, life and death. Of birth we have no conscience; with death, we suffer; and, concerning life, we forget to live it.
Birth is a dream, spontaneous and innate. Death, on the other hand, is a slow, false, divine calamity. It is like love.
At physical death man loses his consciousness of the flesh and becomes conscious of his astral body in the astral world. Thus physical death is astral birth. Later, he passes from the consciousness of luminous astral birth to the consciousness of dark astral death and awakens in a new physical body. Thus astral death is physical birth. These recurrent cycles of physical and astral encasements are the ineluctable destiny of all unenlightened men.
Birth is okay and death is okay, if we know that they are only concepts in our mind. Reality transcends both birth and death.
Life is expressed in a perpetual sequence of changes. The birth of the child is the death of the baby, just as the birth of the adolescent is the death of the child.
Birth into this life was the death of the embryo life that preceded; and the death of this will be birth into some new mode of being.
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