Life Is A Sexually Transmitted Disease.

A Psychiatrist Who Professes To Be A Healer Of Souls, But Who Keeps People Asleep, Treats Them For Waking Up, And Drugs Them Asleep Again (increasingly Effectively As This Field Of Technology Sharpens Its Weapons), Helps To Drive Them Crazy.

Life Is A Sexually Transmitted Disease And The Mortality Rate Is One Hundred Percent.

Schizophrenia Cannot Be Understood Without Understanding Despair.

To Mystify, In The Active Sense, Is To Befuddle, Cloud, Obscure, Mask Whatever Is Going On, Whether This Be Experience, Action, Or Process, Or Whatever Is "the Issue." It Induces Confusion In The Sense That There Is Failure To See What Is "really" Being Experienced, Or Being Done, Or Going On, And Failure To Distinguish Or Discriminate The Actual Issues. This Entails The Substitution Of False For True Constructions Of What Is Being Experienced, Being Done (praxis), Or Going On (process), And The Substitution Of False Issues For The Actual Issues.

I, For Instance, Regard Any Particular Man As Finite, As One Who Has Had A Beginning And Who Will Have An End. He Has Been Born, And He Is Going To Die. In The Meantime, He Has A Body That Roots Him To This Time And This Place.