Local realities, the study of man-the-individual, non-inclusive-truth, anger by comparison… whatever else it may be, new intelligence is certainly none of these.
As the multitude chanted, “Confession is food for the soul, confession is good for the soul," one sole mused, “That’s easy for heels and toes to say.”
One new-to-the-business god, after hearing how all the established ones required that after death their followers had to explain and justify their lives to gain entry to paradise, went to look these operations over, and when he returned he sat up a table at the main gate where his recently deceased believers were assembling and made this announcement, “One by one, all of you may come up to the table, introduce yourself, and tell me a little something about your mortal experiences – and I’ll tell you all right now – everybody who doesn’t whine at me is a sure shot in"
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Whenever others would fall into comfortable clichés of equivalent comparisons, this one gentleman would oftimes and nod right along, and inject, “Yes, yes, yes indeed…no doubt about it; six-of-one, seven-of-another.”
