*image by Ben Harubin

 

 

 

Thought, Time, And Reality:
The Outcome Of The Mix
Impure, makes the mind of the present.

There was once a planet on which one particular species was born with an
ability unique to that world, an ability which seemed to serve them well,
and in fact put them in the paramount position amongst all of the creatures.
But deep within all of this glory, glamour, and power were a small number of
the species who, although fully recognizing the advantages their kind
collectively enjoyed from this special ability, never-the-less for reasons
known only to them (at best, it would seem) became caught up in questioning
its role and necessity in the life of the individual (that is to say, themselves individually).

Contemporaneous to this (back here on Earth) was a small band of railroad
engineers who undertook to separate their "thinking about" where their
trains were going and their actual travel.

Since the thoughts passing through him continually and forcibly seemed to be
operating on the basis of "try this on for size," one man retaliated by declaring
that he was no "size."

Your coffin can't be built if your height's unknown, and you can't be shot
'til your preference in bullets is ascertained.

You can't stave off death, but stupidity-by-distraction can be held at
bay...if you'll simply -- disappear.

In that universe just on the other side of this one,
men have to expend effort to stay asleep,
captive, and in the dark.

...What's that?...What's that you ask? -- what is the difference
between that and how things are here?
I can hardly believe you spoke such words.
Outta here! Out, spam dot!

In the temple, down on his knees, a man was overheard praying to the local deity,
"Dear God, I've never asked you for anything before, but I certainly would
appreciate it if you could help me through this present...uhh...unpleasantness."
And unexpectedly the voice of the divine audibly replied, "Which is?"
"Uh, being alive," said the startled man.

A man asked a mystic, "Is everything connected?"
"Yes," he replied, "in the same way that it's not."