And You Thought That Was the End of It

In the beginning, if you don’t know what you’re talking about – you stay quiet.  If you don’t know what you’re talking about, and you move to the city – you start to quote others.  After you’ve been in the city a while, and still don’t know what you’re talking about – you begin to speak in metaphors.  If you get tired of the city, and leave – you start being quiet again.

 “What the hell kind of progress is that – to end up where you started?!?
No wonder you mystics are considered nuts!”

One man kept saying he was sick of it until he got sick of it.  But, you need to push on ‘til you get sick of being sick of it…which eventually makes you well.

There was once a people who condemned pretense.  They lived next door to a people who were nothing but the very thin surface that everyone appears to be.  These people had no word for pretense.  Do you understand why?  If so, why isn’t your head split open, and all questions spilt on your shoes? 

There are two kinds of humor:  that which is funny because of its criticism, and that which is funny because it is how-things-are.  The creatures on one world are soooo dense that they think criticism can be synonymous with how-things-are.

One man used to talk to himself, until he realized what a dunce he was talking to. (Oh yeah, that was right when he realized that it hadn’t been him he’d been talking to all that time.)


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