News From The Mystical Front:
It's almost impossible to have an original thought when you live in a fish net.

Seeing himself in the mirror a man thought,
"You look like hell."
Then added, "But looks aren't everything."
And his reflection responded, "To me they are!"
(The heading for this particular item could have been:
"The Dual Life Of Man As Normally Lived In The City.")

And a reader texts:
"I notice that with some of your stories you put a title to it up front, while in other instances you wait until after it's been read to note what it might have been called. On several occasions I've sensed that this difference in approach represented something of possible significance, and at other times I figured it was just meaningless. But then I began to wonder if there was some flaw in my own comprehension that made me even notice this distinction, much less imagine that it had any valuable implications. And yet ?? after listening to you for some time now I've begun to seriously suspect that everything I experience has some
Potential message if I could but remember to look for it, and not get all distracted.
Yours sincerely," etc.

(And the heading to that item could have been: "Uncertain Viewer Tentatively Attempts To Flag Down Tow Truck On the Apparent Information Super Hi-Hi Way.")

The Full History Of How Mysticism Ran Amuck:
It began to take itself seriously.

Life, Again, Fully Explained:
The warts come with the hog,
The sweetness with the honey.

The awakening's sole purpose in being IS itself.

The simple, sensing their position,
tend to the hostile.

As soon as he was born the child exclaimed,
"Look Daddy, we're riding a train."
And the elder beamed at his instant comprehension.