The intellect has to do with the pleasures of measure and meaning, the excitement of change, while the rest of man’s system is about the direct, primary joy of simply being alive. 



There is a cold mythology that is beyond all fiction.



Do not put
an illiterate relative
in charge of
picking up the mail.



I continue to be contacted regarding the little survey I started, and just yesterday, yet another deity let me know that he wanted to be recorded by saying that what he liked best about being a god, is that even when you’re wrong, they think you’re right.



On the leeward side of death, the cause of all pain is dual.  For those of more precise notebooks, I could trans-diagnose and say:  Dual causes are the cause of all pain.