As long as civilization is essentially one of property, of fences, of exclusiveness, it will be mocked by delusions. Our riches will leave us sick; there will be bitterness in our laughter, and our wine will burn our mouth. Only that good profits which we can taste with all doors open, and which serves all men.
There are such people, unfortunates who have to be angry before they can feel alive. I had sometimes wondered if it were some old relic of pagan superstition, the fear of risking the jealousy and anger of the gods, that made such people afraid of even small happinesses. Or perhaps it was only that tragedy is more self-important than laughter.
William james describes a man who got the experience from laughing-gas; whenever he was under its influence, he knew the secret of the universe, but when he came to, he had forgotten it. At last, with immense effort, he wrote down the secret before the vision had faded. When completely recovered, he rushed to see what he had written. It was 'a smell of petroleum prevails throughout'.
As in 'the three billy goats gruff'?" the skull howled with laughter. "you just got your ass handed to you by a nursery tale?""i wouldn't say they handed me my ass," i said.Bob was nearly strangling on his laughter, and given that he had no lungs it seemed gratuitous somehow. "that's because you can't see yourself," he choked out. "your nose is all swollen up and you've got two black eyes. You look like a raccoon. Holding a dislocated ass.
The world is a wonderfully weird place, consensual reality is significantly flawed, no institution can be trusted, certainty is a mirage, security a delusion, and the tyranny of the dull mind forever threatens -- but our lives are not as limited as we think they are, all things are possible, laughter is holier than piety, freedom is sweeter than fame, and in the end it's love and love alone that really matters.
I stroked eric's hair, tucking some behind his ear. His eyes on mine were intent, and i knew he was waiting for me to speak. "i wish," i said, "i could save orgasms in a jar for when i need them, because i think i had a few extra." eric's eyes widened, and all of a sudden he roared with laughter. (dead to the world)
May this marriage be blessed.May this marriage be as sweet as milk and honey.May this marriage be as intoxicating as old wine.May this marriage be fruitful like a date tree.May this marriage be full of laughter and everyday a paradise.May this marriage be a seal of compassion for here and hereafter.May this marriage be as welcome as the full moon in the night sky.Listen lovers, now you go on, as i become silent and kiss this blessed night.
We turned onto the last landing. Going out with this guy, i thought, would involve a lot of silly laughter, some wit--the buzz of his whispered wisecracks in my ear. But there would be as well his willingness to reveal, or more his inability to conceal, that he had been silently rehearsing my name as he climbed the stairs behind me. There would be his willingness to bestow upon me the power to reassure him. He would trust me with his happiness.