Presents
one guy:
“Man’s
greatest creation is talk,
and
life’s greatest creation is man --
so: you see where that leaves us.....”
(Upon hearing
this, one man was appalled. [Later expanded to include being apetered.])
One
man offered tours of himself --
they
went so well he opened up six billion other locations.
One
chap would privately say things that by no ordinary measure could be considered
rational: a matter which mattered not to his son.
When true love exists: the bride always absconds with the wedding.
One man had that favored part of his mind gold leafed.
And another man cautioned himself against dancing suggestively
with his thoughts. (“Unwanted pregnancies, don’t you know.”)
It
is the uncomely who condemn beauty queens,
and
the ordinary sleeping who dislike the man
who knows.
When
one man would catch one of life’s standard thoughts momentarily taking
over
his
consciousness he’d sometimes say thereto: “You go girl!”
(Something no
one here will admit they believe life finds funny.
[“Hey! --
but who knows?!” injects the But
Who Knows Man.])
Says
one man:
“What
I like best about the world wide web is that anything you find for sale
there
you
can also find for free...........or is that my mind?.....”
The
Metaphysics Of Human Existence.
One
man wonders: “Why do only cops, criminals and youthful college instructors
look
forward to going to work every day?”
The
Powers Of Mind Exemplified In A Bit Of Dialogue.
“Everyone
believes that famous people are always happy --
boy! are they mistaken!”
“How would you know --
you’ve never been famous.”
“But
I thought about it.”
Editor
to reporter:
“Who
wrote this shitty story?!”
“Wasn’t me -- it was my mind.”
In
the city everyone’s theme song is: “Its
All About Me!”
“Anything wrong with that?”
What
a puzzling question!?!
How
To Lose Unhealthy Weight.
Lose
your innate mind.
Contrary
to the reasons of other people:
one
man exercises and refrains from fatty foods simply because it annoys him.
To
reflect his growing cultural sophistication and spiritual concerns,
one
man changed his email address from: fuckyou.com
to: fuckyou.org.
Every
time he would mentally fall, one man would be so far from himself
that
he couldn’t reach a phone and call for help.
(“Thank god,” he adds.)
At
odd times one man would appear as a high school marching band
pretending
to be him.
Notes
one man:
“The
great thing about being an attractive woman is that
all
you have to do is be born and then just be there.”
Same with a man’s real-deal-consciousness.
When
you know the caliber of life, it’s not possible to mentally go off half
cocked.
It
is important in places of spiritual worship and education to have statuary
--
so
that people will have someone to look up to.
The
reason a man-who-knows can’t be sad is that even if he was, he’d find it
funny.
What
is the ultimate, supreme, absolutely certain way you can determine that
a
man knows what is going on?
He never tells all he knows.
“So --
to the contrary you are saying...”
Yes.
Conversation.
“Is
the real-deal-father proud
of his son?”
“Why would he be: it would kill him.”
Psychological
Sophisms As Geometric Faux Pas.
The
beginning of all mental ills is the belief that all circles have a center.
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