*image by Ben Harubin

There is a very large barrel in which everything that exists for man is kept.
...Wanna guess where it is?... Well, I know! ...Wanna guess? Hmmm?... Look up -- quick!

 

Everyone who thinks is at times minimally disturbed by their thinking,
But those who think about their thinking...well...they can add whole new worlds
of "oomph" to annoyance and irritation.

Someone asked a man involved in The Great Useless Struggle:
"Can you explain to me what it is you're after, and how you're going about it?"
"No, I can't," replied the man, "but I can tell you this, it might be better to refer to me
not as one involved in 'The Great Useless Struggle,' but rather as a man entangled in
'Way Too Much THINKING ABOUT The Great Struggle (Be It Useless Or Otherwise).'"

One man lived a "slam-bam! bumble-around!" semi-life of spills, stumbles, breaks,
and mangles, a routine life of staring and sleepwalking (that went about as well as
everyone else's).

There was once a man who lived partly in Camden and partly in Philadelphia;
he didn't actually "live" any time in Camden, but living in Philadelphia
created the illusion that he did.
..."Son, while you're up, put that thing back together."