Do Not Adjust Your Mind, The Fault

If I Don't Know I Don't Know, I Think I Know. If I Don't Know I Know I Know, I Think I Don't Know.

The Dynamics And Structures Found In Those Groups Called Families In Our Society May Not Be Evident In Those Groups Called Families In Other Places And Times.

The Fountain Has Not Played Itself Out, The Flame Still Shines, The River Still Flows, The Spring Still Bubbles Forth, The Light Has Not Faded. But Between Us And It, There Is A Veil Which Is More Like Fifty Feet Of Solid Concrete. Deus Absconditus. Or We Have Absconded.

What We Call "normal" Is A Product Of Repression, Denial, Splitting, Projection, Introjection, And Other Forms Of Destructive Actions On Experience...it Is Radically Estranged From The Structure Of Being.

Conventions Are Convenient. It Is Inconvenient To Say People Are Dead When They Are Alive, Or Alive When They Have Been Buried, Or That The World Is Crumbling When It Is, As Everyone Can See, There As Usual. If All A That Does Not Fit B Is Ipso Facto Disqualified, We Have To Tailor A To Shape And Size To Avoid Serious Trouble, And Not All Are Equally Gifted In This Art.