*image by Ben Harubin

In the middle of his special jungle sojourn,
a man with gun in hand paused and to himself said:
"Why can't thoughts be killed?"
"What valuable information am I missing here?"

Children look at action, beasts look at action,
a man should look at thought, and after having seen it,
look away.

Legend recounts these words from an unidentified source:
"Once I felt sad for men who live ordinary lives and fail to strive for enlightenment;
now I am sad for those who strive for enlightenment and fail to live ordinary lives."

Before the train would reach each town the conductor would call out its name.
He sat down with a young lad and said to him, "Every place has its own name,
but tell me this, which do you picture first, the place, or its name?"

After reading of this incident, one man said "Am I stupid? ...Or is it just me?"

For his birthday, one man drove across town and backed into this personal ditty:
"Life talks to cows
life talks to sheep,
life talks to me,
in my sleep;
if I should die,
before I wake,
that'll be about what I expected."

...(Wow, bummer for a holiday, huh!)

After much investigation, one man put it down on paper:
"There are either two me's in me, or if not, one which believes there are two,
but in either case I am stuck with the sensation of there being two,
whatever is the truth of the matter."
He read it over once, then crumpled up, and threw it away.

(There is an interesting follow-up to this story regarding the man's golden recouper
retrieving the discarded note from the trash and the surprising impact it had on the canine, but a tale that'll have to wait 'til another day to be told.)