*image by Ben Harubin

Everyone is born by a brook;
a few always want to redirect its course;
they are what is called
"being in the dark."

Should a doctor (hip-to-what's-happening, that is to say, aware-of-the-case)
continue to treat an imaginary patient, or do the professional and proper
thing and let him die of neglect and be done with it?

A man asked a mystic what he'd done wrong in his years of attempting to
stop the mechanical flow of thought, and the mystic pointed to "something"
and said, "That's not thought!"

To believe that you must "know yourself" and that to know yourself you must
"observe yourself" is to be forever engaged in an effort without end.
(If a less flattering description of the end result comes to mind, be my
guest in using same.)

Imaginary parts, no matter the combinations tried, nor the effort expended,
can never be put together to form a real whole.
"Either -- this or that must be me,"
sing the phantom voices.

"I'm a man without a country."
"I'm a man without a god."
"I'm a man without a cause."
-- "I'm a man without a man."