There are perspectives from which evidence can be offered that shows
crowds to be more intelligent than individuals;
if this be true in your case   –   sweet dreams, sweetheart.

One guy insists on the existence of a “mental-death-ray,
(or at least, incapacitator  –  and I should know!”  he adds for emphasis).

What one man found more time & cost efficient than psychiatric analysis was
rubbing Preparation H on his forehead & temples....

Once, in the midst of mulling over the difficulty of keeping his ever-straying mind
on the aim to awaken, a man suddenly thought:
“But if I can't outsmart myself, how can I call myself even minimally intelligent!?”

For whatever reason, one fellow recently mused:
“If you're in charge, you have to at least pretend  to be serious.”
   (“Tell me about it,” interjected local conditions.)

At his moment of death (at age ninety) a man who had spent his life in the
great-struggle, mused: “A damn shame!  –  I was just hitting my stride.”

The greater degree to which a people are driven by hormones,
the more passionately will they be a butt-boy for the King.    (Irrespective of how he treats them.)

Remember: the only thing keeping you from awakening your mind
is your mind.
   (“Jeeze!  How can you forget a thing like that!”)

Bravery (Of The City Variety).
Announces one man: “I am well aware that I will probably receive much criticism for this and be branded as ‘controversial,’ but I must publicly state that I am totally opposed to events which wreak-havoc.”

When your ass (and other parts) are in-the-city,
things will continually come back to bite-you-in-the-ass.

This email arrived today:
“It’s been a couple of years since I wrote you, but wanted you to know that
my wife still thinks you make up all the so-called ‘news’ stories and items you print.
Yours,
Still-Hanging-In-There,” etc.

All groups have two lobbies representing them:
the one they seem to set up, and the one Life sets up for them;
thus pinheads are both represented by themselves (or at least by their ilk),
and by an extraneous entity.  Question:
What can you pinpoint as being a result of this situation on the routine thinking of men?

No matter how enlightened he may be, no man’s words are the destination,
but only a map that might be of assistance.

Throughout man’s history some have sought what they have variously called:
the Secret, the Truth, the Tao, the Face Of Buddha (or God),
and they are all the same thing:
that great unnameable thing that gives the certain-man’s life meaning.

For those who like music, nothing matches the beauty of the human voice;
for those who like being out of man’s ordinary state of mind, nothing is as annoying.

And Kyroot presents another chapter in the ongoing saga:
“How Life Works, But In Such A Manner As To Make It Almost Impossible
To Ever See How Life Actually Works.”
All criticism of man is meaningless  –  yet necessary.

Yard Work In The City.
Any time you allow yourself be angry, frightened or grim,
you are part of the compost heap.
(Or as the kindly old physician said to his lifelong patient:
“Now that we know you will be dying shortly, you can forget all I said about the importance of good posture.”)

And this email came in to our own health expert:
“Dear Dr. Exacto:
Could someone be a neural-revolutionist by accident?”
My Dear Emailer:
There are two answers to this:
One is, yes  –  in a land where locomotives fly,
and the other is, yes  – everyone who is one is so.
All people with questions love it when they are presented with two possible answers (so they can still feel like their question was never actually answered.)
Ahh! –  but they do love it so (although they never come right out and say it......but rest assured, they do.)

When a man had the thought: “Having a pet is like the supreme domination-trip,”
Life quickly said to him: “Hey – don’t look at me with that accusatory tone.”