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Muppet hair posted, copied and pasted, time spent once only to be wasted, counting the days that I'll stay slim-waisted, considering the amount of cheese fries I've tasted.

How to Create Truth

How to create truth: Think about what you want your truth to be, what you want it to look like. You could draw a diagram. Next, repeat it over and over. Tell it to many people. Throw away the diagram (You don't need a reminder of the origin.) Repeat many, many times in your head until even you forget how you came to the story.
Voila, you've created your own truth.
I must warn you: your conscience may ache a little the first few times, you know, if you're not a seasoned truth creator

Just keep reminding yourself that you can't really feel bad if it hurts someone else because, hey, it's the truth. Sometimes the truth hurts.

Isn't it incredibly convenient to create reality simply by manipulating your own memories. Haven't you ever seen sphere? We have the power to forget. We have to power NOT to interpret information placed before us, and we are incredibly susceptible to misinterpretation even if we are so concerned as to consider the information at all.

So have fun with your truth creation. You might want to take Ambien for the sleep loss.

Being There

Sometimes I'm really afraid that I may be like that guy in the movie "Being There" who is a gardener and talks about things like hoses and watering and transplanting, and the whole world thinks that he's saying really poignant things and making these great philosophical points, but really he's just talking about gardening...

Ok, I'm not really afraid of that because that's totally based on the stupidity of everyone else. Actually that's a really interesting concept because our world is so devoid of any real meaning that we have to insert it in places where it doesn't actually exist.
On the contrary, maybe meaning is only where we put it...Or maybe, meaning is everywhere and we have only to learn to recognize it.

Muppet Hair

Everything I think about is a complication. There is no more straight-forward thinking. I supposed I've slipped over the threshold of adult consciousness where there are no lines, just misty barriers in a house of mirrors. Everywhere I look, I see the same thing: issues and confusion.

In addition: I officially have muppet hair. I tried to be all "edged out" and the hair cut has done nothing but reveal my muppetness. I was so certain that I was the narrator!! No matter, muppets are awesome and I feel privileged to be among you all for the duration of my hair cut.
Hm, so this is what it's like to have an identity...I am..a muppet. I have muppet friends who play instruments the muppet way. Corey, you're definitely a muppet. Welcome to the club.