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You Do Your Best Work When You're Not Conscious Of Yourself.

It's A Simplification To Say That The Men [during Stone Age] Went To War To Maintain Their Dominance Over The Women. The Men Would Help Dig Agricultural Ditches Because They Were Superb Farmers. That Was Very Heavy Lifting Work. But Then They Just Preened Themselves, And Put Bird-of-paradise Plumes [in Their Hair], And Smoked Dope.

Soon The Child’s Clear Eye Is Clouded Over By Ideas And Opinions, Preconceptions, And Abstractions. Simple Free Being Becomes Encrusted With The Burdensome Armor Of The Ego. Not Until Years Later Does An Instinct Come That A Vital Sense Of Mystery Has Been Withdrawn. The Sun Glints Through The Pines And The Heart Is Pierced In A Moment Of Beauty And Strange Pain, Like A Memory Of Paradise. After That Day, We Become Seekers.

You See ... A Man Like Me, A Cautious Man, Has His Life All Figured Out According To A Pattern, And Then The Pattern Flies Apart. You Run Around For Quite A While Trying To Repair It, Until One Day You Straighten Up Again With An Armful Of Broken Pieces, And You See That The World Has Gone On Without You And You Can Never Catch Up With Your Old Life, And You Must Begin All Over Again.

Simplicity Is The Whole Secret Of Well-being.