There was once a land of eternal sun,
but, there being no word for "sun," no shadows were cast,
and the fiery orb was uncertain of its true identity and purpose.
Then the day came when shadows began to fall,
and the sunny center became aware of itself and was pleased.
Some, however, in the area where the shadows fell, were less so,
and thus do things stand today.

Once upon a time there was another land in which,
one day, all of the people suddenly became aware of what was going on
and at first they were truly amazed at what they saw,
then after a few days became even more amazed
as they began to wonder why they'd never seen it all before.
Life will let men get away with a lot -- but not with that!

And a fan writes:
"After listening to you so many times take something you'd already said and apparently well established and then turn it upside down and backwards, makes me wonder, in this area you've just brought up, if there's not the possibility of, rather than life not letting men realize this or that particular thing, it's a matter of it not being able to let him do so, and that therein is the basis for the seemingly insurmountable odds with which a mystic is faced."
...(Well, sir, now that's quite a mouthful for a viewer!)

To the simple, life is like driving uphill on a frozen roadway;
to the more sophisticated it is also like trying to navigate
such a treacherous terrain, but with the added problem
of having to watch out for the simple
who operate their vehicles in such a thoughtless manner.

It is from this that routine city intellectuals periodically muse that perhaps:
"They are happiest who think the least."
And while it may seem a nice poetic grasp, it yet,
for some unidentifiable reason, fails to fully satisfy them.

To find fault with a young sprinter-in-training should not be the same as criticism-of-the-lame, yet ordinary thought constantly fails to make such a distinction.

The problem a mystic has with thinking is that,
if it doesn't make sense, the mind can't entertain it,
but if it does, he can't use it.

Some dead people were talking and one of them said: "God! sometimes I think I can't bear up under the strain!" And another replied: "And I hear it gets even worse when you're alive."