That Which Destroys The Old Mythos Becomes

Sanity Is Not Truth. Sanity Is Conformity To What Is Socially Expected. Truth Is Sometimes In Conformity, Sometimes Not.

It's Better Not To See Than To See Wrongly.

If You Become Restless, Speed Up. If You Become Winded, Slow Down. You Climb The Mountain In An Equilibrium Between Restlessness And Exhaustion.

Any Person Of Any Philosophic Persuasion Who Sits On A Hot Stove Will Verify Without Any Intellectual Argument Whatsoever That He Is In An Undeniably Low-quality Situation: That The Value Of His Predicament Is Negative. This Low Quality Is Not Just A Vague, Woolly-headed, Crypto-religious, Metaphysical Abstraction. It Is An Experience. It Is Not A Judgment About An Experience. It Is Not A Description Of Experience. The Value Itself Is An Experience. As Such It Is Completely Predictable. It Is Verifiable By Anyone Who Cares To Do So.

To Speak Of Certain Government And Establishment Institutions As 'the System' Is To Speak Correctly . . . They Are Sustained By Structural Relationships Even When They Have Lost All Other Meaning And Purpose. People Arrive At A Factory And Perform A Totally Meaningless Task From Eight To Five Without Question Because The Structure Demands It Be That Way. There's No Villian, No 'mean Guy' Who Wants Them To Live Meaningless Lives, It's Just That The Structure, The System Demands It And No One Is Willing To Take On The Formidable Task Of Changing The Structure Just Because It Is Meaningless.