One man says:
“You know, sometimes I can go all day and not actually make any effort to push my consciousness beyond the ordinary verbal level. I’m not bragging when I tell you this, I’m actually ashamed, although even that’s hard to explain – seeing how no one knows I’m not but me.”
The two basic time zones on this planet are:
Survival and Post-Survival.
The body runs on one – the mind on the other.
Life told one man:
“Okay, I’ll make a deal with you – I’ll give you your choice: you can either be effected by everything or just by one thing. Which will it be, twinkle-breath?” (The man asked me to ask you people if you could help him out in this. Screw illusionary choices.)
One man had a bad disease, but dreaming of the place where everything was unnaturally still, and from where you could see everything – cured him. Actually going there – really cured him!
Some Spiritual Warmth and Assurance from Some City Dwellers by way of a Definition:
Religion: Fake fireplaces for sham chills.