One man took his thoughts more seriously than everyone else in the world took theirs, and finally asked himself: “What beneficial have I experienced in doing this that others have missed?”  and suddenly realized that when it comes to their thoughts,
other people do not actually experience theirs --
“They are vaguely aware that their thoughts are there,
but as far as personally experiencing them  --  forget about it!”
 

One man got all tangled up in life --  only to later realize that it was actually his self,
(his thoughts, actually) in which he had gotten himself entangled (forced-into by life, actually).
 

One man says: “I once fretted over whether there is any-way-out of all this --
now I chew contentedly on: Where-the-hell-is-the-entrance to all this?!?”
 

One man says: “I see now that you can live and not personally be aware that you do  –
--  same as with thinking.”
 

In circumstances where others would pray --  one man would curse,
and in circumstances where others would curse  --  he would laugh,
and in circumstances where others would laugh, he would puzzle:
“What the hell do they have to laugh about?!”
 

One man says if he comes back reincarnated as anyone but himself that he will,
"shoot the sonofabitch!"
 

Some days one man dislikes himself more than anyone in the world,
but then pulls himself together and makes up for it the next day by
disliking other people a lot more than he does himself  (and deservedly so, he notes).
 

One man is physically graceful when he feels good, and clumsy when he doesn’t
(he says it’s the same deal with his thinking......
.......[he also asks if anyone knows how you can make yourself feel good on demand?])
 

One man used to have fits  --
then he morphed them into thoughts  --
now he has fit-thoughts.

    (One man says the way you spot progress is that the word begins with, P.)
 

One man says: “You’re nobody ‘til somebody loves you --
and then you’re just a nobody that somebody has the hots for.”
 

One man says: “A person with their head full of their self
has no room in there for anyone else  --   thank god!”
 

Some days one man had a burning in the pit of his stomach,
and other days, one in his mind.
 

When one man would negatively react to a thought that came into his head,
he would say to himself: “Okay, if you don’t like that, check out: Me.com.”
 

One man says:
“Not knowing what to do should be no bar to doing nothing, I mean --  something!”
 

One man finds it awfully easy to get all wound-up, but asks  --  “Then what?”
 

On some days one man felt he was what he ate, and on other days, the opposite.
 

One man says: “The difference between physical reality & man’s mental one is that
the first was here when you arrived and will be here after you depart
(which  is more than we can say for you and your world of thoughts)."
 

One man says that there are some basic do’s & don’ts that
everyone is supposed to live by, except no one person knows what they are.
(He later revised this slightly to say that the whole thing’s a load of crap.)
 

One man says: “If you keep asking other people The Question
you’ll keep getting answers  --  but never The Answer!”
 

Ordinary men easily receive as much pleasure in relieving themselves of an opinion
as they do in a bowel movement.
 

On all important flights one man’s mind was his only carry on luggage.
 

One man’s challenge is: “If you don’t feel at least slightly pissed --
what’s the sense in even getting out of bed in the morning!”
 

One man says:
“How smart would any of us feel if other people weren’t so stupid!”
 

One man says: “When I look out expansively at life  --   then deeply in at myself,
and a comparison between the two forces itself into my thoughts, I say to myself: ‘What the fuck!’ and let it go at that,
and while this might sound crass and meaningless to others,
it is metaphysically apt to me in a manner they can never grasp.”
 

One mans says: “Life can never be exactly like we want it to be, but so what!  --    neither can we!”
 

One man says: “What’s the sense in eating if you don’t over do it!  --   same thing with thinking!”
 

For physical exercise, every morning one man would walk around in circles in his room (same as he did the rest of the day in his mind).
 

One man starts each day with Bach, Mozart and Beethoven
only to end up listening to cheesy music, “Not unlike” notes he,
“the daily down grade of my own thinking.”
 

One man recommends what he practices: “Mental vegetarianism:
never consuming any idea with fat.”
 

One man kept an eye on his mind for as long as he could stand it,
which went in the beginning from a second to gradually longer periods --
then eventually back to a second or so.
 

One man says: “When it comes to verbally, knowing-what-to-do  --
every friggin’ body knows  --
so how come none of the knowers do it?!   --
am I the only one missing something here?!”
 

One man enjoys saying to himself: “Just think of all I’ve done for you!" --
and enjoys even more the fact that he doesn’t seem to appreciate it!
 

One man had a dog,
and when he would watch him, the dog gave him great pleasure,
and seemed more human than beast,
and when he paid no specific attention to the dog,
he reverted to just doggin’.

When the man first realized this, for the briefest moment,
he felt there was an important lesson in it regarding himself  --
then suddenly sensed a threatening implication therein  --
then looked away and never thought about it again.         (Well, he tried not to.)
 

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