When one man heard of a contest in which the first prize was getting to meet a
certain famous person,
he shuddered to think what the booby prize must be.
 
 
 

A father (with that special aim unique to their family blood line) said to a son:
“Some  myths say that man was created from the same substance as life itself,
while others hold that he came about ex nihilio  (from no substance at all)
and was produced from no more than the will of life,
which leaves us with an interesting question: Where did the likes of us come from?”
 
 
 

Unrealized Laws.
The universal is gradual;
only local conditions abrupt
(same as the relationship between hormones and neurons, now and all other times, consciousness and thought).
 
 
 
 

As everyone makes their individual departure from the initial garden of silent paradise they have a split second encounter, eyeball-to-eyeball, with life itself,
and most (as they are supposed to) blink and instantly look away
as life smiles and shouts: “Next!”                 (Oh yeah, a few don’t).

During their family’s private celebration of Super Mental Fitness Week
a father noted to a son:
“Trying to continually entertain another person can drive you to total distraction  --   (also true, you yourself, employing ordinary thoughts),”
and after much mulling the lad later mused:
“If that don’t explain damn near everything, I’m not sure I wanna hear any more.”
 
 
 
 

Everyone has their favorite intangible pastimes in life, but he alone who is trying to
get to the bottom of this incorporeal world has one which can be pursued alone;
herds have their hobbies, but never one which could lead to the
dissolution of the herd  --  however,
the certain man subjects the herd in his head to precisely such a pastime.
 
 
 
 

In one land they say that no man actually has an individual aim
unless it is one that either came from outside his territory,
or one he discovered that no one else seems to want,
(oh yeah: and it must also be one that he can’t explain to anybody).
 
 
 
 

At times when things would start to feel spooky and seem to be getting out of control this one guy would take a threatening tone to his brain and say:
“Okay, I’ve told you before: If I go  --  I’m taking you with me.”
 
 
 
 

One careful guy keeps all of his best ideas in a safe deposit box IN ANOTHER CITY  (“Just in case,” says he: “Just in fuckin’ case.”)
 
 

How Things Are: A Beginner’s Guide For Those Befuddled By The Relationship Between Life And The Universe.
When one man was suddenly and instantly incinerated by an erupting volcano,
a chap standing nearby wagged a disapproving finger at the rampaging lava and said: “He was an intellectual.”
Meanwhile: The Godfather Of Non Hormonal Soul kicked off the band,
and began to sing:
    “Get up offa that thing,
    think and you’ll feel better;
    get up offa that thing,
    think and be unfettered.”

 On a certain adolescent planet, after much discussion, pushing and shoving,
a vote was taken which resulted in the establishment of a world wide motto:
“If You’re Mad  --  Too Bad.”

Being dumb  --  REALLY dumb
is like being ugly without a mirror.

A man of understanding will consistently say things to people that will please them.