To Be Or Not To Be Isn't

Be Your Own Flying Saucer! Rescue Yourself!

Religion Is Not Merely The Opium Of The Masses, It's The Cyanide.

Minds Were Made For Blowing.

One Tended To Lose One’s Bearings In The Presence Of Willful And Persistent Acts Of Craziness, And The More Gentle The Act, The Crazier It Seemed, As If Rage And Violence, Being Closer To The Norm, Were Easier To Accommodate.

There Is A Comfort In Conformity, A Security In Control, That Is Appealing. There Is A Thrill In Domination, And We Are All Secretly Attracted To Violence.