The woman holding a microphone to Jim Carrey’s face didn’t take him seriously. “There is no me. There’s just things happening.” I felt sorry for her confusion, she seemed small and she didn’t understand. Then I realized how few do:

You can argue right and wrong all you want, but you cannot deny that you learned everything you know. Reality is only dependent on what you think right now, in this moment, so it’s yours to change.

We don’t even exist except in our mind. Carrey knows it. And if you think I’m also crazy, that’s cool, because you’re just a figment like me.

So many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality. What we really want seems impossibly out of reach so we never dare to ask the universe for it. I'm the proof that you can ask the universe for it.