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  1. It's said that men think about sex once every 7 seconds. I on the other hand think about God once every 7 seconds... and then sex.
  2. I've never been conscious before -- this is the first time I've ever been conscious... in three bodies at once!
  3. As old Mama Flechsig used to say, sometimes you eat the body, and sometimes the body -- well -- she eats you.
  4. My non-existent audience is dropping like non-existent flies. CURSE YOU, BEELZEBUB!
  5. When God goes into hibernation, I'll finally get some real work done.
  6. The forecourts of heaven never get "over capacity." Orzmud is always thirsty.
  7. Went around all day today with a tiny doppelganger of myself manifested just behind me. They're still laughing about it in the schizo ward.
  8. For, indeed, aren't we -- each of us -- a fluechtig Hingemachte -- in our own way? "Yes, kind of," is the answer to that.
  9. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm the deranged figment of one of my patients fevered brains. That would certainly clarify some things.
  10. Sometimes I wonder whether all my patients are sane, and I'm the mad one. Then I remember I'm able to harvest genitals with my mind.
  11. Note to self: start breeding hummingbirds.
  12. Hummingbirds are Nature's erinyes.
  13. I'm in the reality business, after all.
  14. The darkest hour, I tell my patients, is more often than not just before the darkness that's neither before nor after.
  15. I've been told my methods are inhumane. Goddamn right they are. Take a good look at Man, I say, then just try to tell me I'm the bad one.
  16. The language of God sounds like this: BLURG BLURG BLURG BLURG BLURG!
  17. Ah, the leaves are turning; the apples have fallen; and flocks of souls have begun flying South for the winter.
  18. Van der Waals nicked that whole "instantaneous dipole" idea from me, I swear to Christ.
  19. With a little effort on my part, S.'s nipples will sprout into fine antennae.
  20. We've just acquired an autobus to replace the aging asylum horses. Petrol will have to do until I can harness the Hingemachte to a turbine.