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my love for robert anton wilson

I can’t believe i’m writing a post now.  but, when the bug bites….

Sometimes the expanse of an entire day feels dedicated to the work of an author.  Today, already at this early hour, has been appropriated to Robert Anton Wilson.  I was fidgeting under covers this morning trying to pinch out a few final sleeping moments before 7am, when I sat up quickly realizing I’d forgotten to attend to something very important.  It’s less important WHAT I had to attend to, than the fact that I was lying there thinking I had my whole day figured out perfectly and it was going to be a piece of cake day.  In fact, I was even indulging in a sense that I had everything figured out.  You know what I’m talking about.  You’ve done this.  These I’m Master Of The Universe days when every thing/concept/struggle of my life seems simply child’s play.  Wilson, the famous American sci-fi author and anarchist philosopher magician would remind me otherwise.  Two of my favorite quotes are:

“Belief is the death of intelligence. As soon as one believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about that aspect of existence.”


“If you think you know what the hell is going on, you’re probably full of shit.”

Thank you sir, message received.  (Shrug) Well, merrily off to the guessing game again! 

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