Never forget (as the police will always tell you upon arrest):
Tell-the-truth and everything will go much better for you
(though many cases do ultimately have a bizarre-twist  [as do many men’s lives]).
P.S.: Keeping your mouth shut will help you only on one planet.

One guy says: “That whole religion scam has never fooled me (for instance):
the only reason god wants us to send up prayers to him is so that he can
get your name on his mailing list and start pestering you for donations and stuff.
Naw, that crap doesn’t fool me for an instant.”
A man who brags that he's too smart to fall for some particular thing
is simply confessing that he's fallen for something else.

Those who engage in self-effacement deserve to be effaced. (Or from their perspective): Those who engage in self-effacement feel they deserve much greater recognition.
And this e-mail just in:
“You sure have the knack of pointing out the obvious....well, at least it’s obvious
as soon as you point it out....oh, okay....never mind I guess. Yours,” etc.

After hearing someone passionately berate a political figure
(or it could have been a religious one) a man said in his head to the speaker:
“Don’t you hate it when it rains  –  if you’re a person who hates rain!”

One man allowed his self a substantial tax break just for being his self.

Any consciousness that responds to criticism will respond to flattery and any consciousness that responds to either understands nothing about consciousness.
In otter words: You’re dead-in-the-water if you react to being told that you’re dead,
or that you float nicely.

In The City, Mind Is A One Way Street.
Whilst watching the news on tv a guy mused:
“Just think how bullets must grouse about the way humans get blood all over them.”

Three people were conversing:
“If you become ill, why deprive yourself of at least the pleasure of talking about it!?”
    “Yeah, and doing so could  make you better.”
           “Yeah, or even worse!”
                 (There was a fourth figure  –   but he didn’t say anything.)

One man said to his mind: “Let’s start thinking about anything except other people,” and it instantly countered: “Hey  –  that’s not really you  --
whoever you are  --  get out  --  you don’t belong in here!”

This thought came to one man:
“The way things are presently going in men's lives, I bet I could explain my condition by noting the abuse I suffered as a child.....except it was at my own hands.....
.....and I didn’t really find it abusive.....but still.....”

No matter how often he asked  --  one man still refused to be interviewed.

A father told a son:
“You know that your true family consciousness is beginning to emerge when you find everything serious to be funny, and everything grave, a metaphor.”

Mused one man after observing political candidates: “I too could appear appealing
and run for public office if I could talk as favorably about myself as they do.”
    “You can.”
“Oh!................I guess you’re right.             Okay.”
The sea doesn’t care what the fishes say.

Whenever he’d pass something reflective, one man began saying to his self,
in the dramatic tone of a mad hypnotist: “Look into my eyes!”
(until it started seriously creeping him out).

Life In The City.
“Everyone wants to be on tv,
and those who don’t, want to ridicule those who are and who want to be.”
    “So it all evens out?!”
“Of course  –   it is the city we’re talking about here!”

One man says he has recently suffered a series of run-ins with his self.

No matter what he tried, one guy found that he could not remove his name
from his own address book.   (A trick unique to the certain-man.)

When he steps into the shower at a cheap motel, one man always fears he will be viciously attacked by his consciousness (truth is, he fears that all the time,
wherever he is).
    (And one chap mused: “I truly love the term: ‘truth-is’  –   I wonder why?”)

The job of a compassionate documentary film maker is to make the dense
and untalented seem lovable (also the responsibility of family and one’s own words).
    (“How come stuff like this is so obvious as soon as you say it?  --  oh,
       we’ve already been over that, sorry.”)

To better promote his own interests: one man has formed a partnership with no one.

As the day of execution drew closer, a guard asked the condemned man:
“I'll bet that your mind is beginning to fall apart?” and he replied: “On the contrary:
it has surprisingly tightened up: I wish now that I’d  faced my demise earlier in life  –   back when it could have been of more benefit.”

Often after he gets into bed, one man will sing the kind of song cowboys do at night
to calm the herd.

“At times: everybody feels they’ve been screwed.”
    “EVERYBODY?!   Every single person on the planet?!”
“Okay, except for this one guy.”
   “Ah HAH!”

In an attempt to cut down on skullduggery, one man distributed wanted posters
with photographs of his self  --  using someone else’s picture.

And in spite of everything: one guy is still more impressed with his self than he is
with people who are impressed by him.
    (“How can you have any respect for such minds,” he asks.)

When the leaves would begin to fall in one man’s yard,
the trees would all become lightheaded and giddy.
    (“I wonder if they’ve ever met the bullets?”)

“People who appear to believe that they’re a big deal  ---  may actually be.”
    “But they may not actually be.”
“But it doesn’t matter, don’t you see  –   no one actually is, but those who pretend to think they are at least have that advantage over everyone else.”
   “Damn! –  I never thought of that.”
“Sure you have, but since you can’t do it, you’ve tried to forget about it.”
One man used to talk to his self  –  ‘til his self finally realized how dumb he was.
    (“Hey,” said his self, “my turn to get you!”)

To better-serve (as it put it) one man’s consciousness offered him instructions
in two languages: one which he understood, and one which he didn’t.
(“Seems about fair,” he mused.)

One man began to pretend that his entire life was a movie;
soon his pretension became reality  --  and then he began to wonder if
his original pretending had just been part of the script.

One man stopped mentally reliving his life when someone finally pointed out
what a nothing  life it had been originally.

After many years of effort, a man suddenly found his self Awake, Enlightened, Liberated and in the presence of the G.S.M.W.O.S.T.
(The Great Secret Muse Who Oversees Such Things)
and for hours just stood grinning and marveling at what he now understood;
finally his voice returned and he began to laugh aloud --
and eventually to whoop and holler: “Woa-a-a-a!  Wow-w-w-w-!  Ah-h-h-h-!
Oh Great Muse, now that I see the answer to everything, I can't wait to get back