What is it that we all believe

What is it that we all believe in that we cannot see or hear or feel or taste or smell – this invisible thing that heals all sorrows, reveals all lies and renews all hope?  What is it that has always been and always will be, from whose bosom we all came and to which we will all return?  Most call it Time.  A few realize that it is God.  ~Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com

34i was six when i saw that

"I was six when I saw that everything was God, and my hair stood up, and all," Teddy said.  "It was on a Sunday, I remember.  My sister was a tiny child then, and she was drinking her milk, and all of a sudden I saw that she was God and the milk was God.  I mean, all she was doing was pouring God into God, if you know what I mean.  ~J.D. Salinger, "Teddy," 1954MCDD