Stuff That kinda sorta Matt-ers

You gotta look where it is and feel like it feels.

Every failure brings with it the seed of an equivalent success.

I want to go when I want. It is tasteless to prolong life artificially. I have done my share. It is time to go. I will do it elegantly.

Wherever you go in the midst of movement and activity, carry your stillness within you. Then the chaotic movement around you will never overshadow your access to the reservoir of creativity, the field of pure potentiality.

I see it. I want it. I am it. I've got it.

I want you to know that I’ve ordered up another year for you. Think I’ll call it 2016. I’m going to put most of the same people from 2015 in it, since you all think so much alike. But there’ll also be a few new, very cool cats coming to play - give them some time to grow up though. And I’m going to have things start off pretty much exactly where they left off in 2015, for continuity’s sake. Flips folks out too much when I don’t. All in all, 365 more days in paradise and only one request of you: DREAM BIGGER. Coolio? Let’s do this.